The best man had a handsome face and sported a polite yet devious style. Many young ladies swooned when they saw him.Dennis pulled a chair up for Evelyn like a gentleman and had her take a seat.After that, he grabbed a strawberry cake from the tray. He put the plate right in front of himself.Evelyn thought he was going to dig in with his fork. To her surprise, she watched as he carefully removed all the strawberries from the cake."Here, eat up," said Dennis as he handed the plate to Evelyn with a smile. "I got rid of all the strawberries."Evelyn stared at the guy in astonishment.She had always loved strawberry cakes, even when she was a kid. However, she never liked the strawberries.That was something only the people closest to her knew.She wondered how the stranger in front of her could know that.She also wondered if that was just a coincidence or if they had met somewhere else before.Dennis saw the cute, surprised look on Evelyn's face and chuckled."The strawber
Evelyn saw someone falling toward her and instinctively moved backward.She stumbled a few steps back before she realized that a champagne tower was behind her.She instantly realized that she was in danger.Just as she thought that she would fall into the glasses and get injured, someone with a strong arm grabbed her waist.The guy moved quickly and shielded her in his arms.All Evelyn heard was a series of screams and the sound of the champagne tower shattering.She felt something liquid flowing down her arm.At first, she thought it was the alcohol.When she came around, she realized that the crimson-red liquid was blood.She was instantly stunned.She didn't feel any pain and wondered where the blood was from.Just then, she saw Warren making his way over from the crowd.He pulled her up. His voice was trembling a little when he asked, "Evie, are you hurt? Let me check."Only then did Evelyn realize that the person who saved her earlier was Dennis.The guy was bleedin
After thanking the doctor, Evelyn entered the hospital room right away.Seeing the bandages all over Dennis made Evelyn's eyes teary with guilt."Mr. Potter, you were hurt because of me. Please feel free to ask for anything in return. I will do whatever it is to repay your kindness."Dennis shot a look at Evelyn and then at Warren, who was standing behind her. Warren looked ridiculously jealous which caused a hint of glee to flash past Dennis' gaze."I did that out of my own free will, so how could I ask for anything in return? If you really feel bad about it, though, there is something you can do for me."Before Dennis could finish talking, Warren pulled Evelyn into his arms and spoke in a firm tone. He said, "I will pay for all of your medical fees. If you want, I'll get you the best plastic surgeon in the country to treat your scars."I will also compensate you for your trouble. I will pay however much you want, but don't even think about going after her."Warren's gaze, his
Before Evelyn could even react to Dennis' proposition, Warren's large hand enveloped her shoulder. His gaze darkened, his eyes fixed with an icy intensity on Dennis.Each syllable he uttered seemed to carry the chill of a winter's breeze. "No. She is mine." Every inch of Warren's body simmered with anger as he saw right through Dennis' scheme. It appeared to be a mere façade of a relationship, but Warren sensed a deeper motive lurking beneath. After finally managing to drive away Seth and William from Evelyn's side, Warren couldn't bear the thought of another man approaching her. If not for Dennis' earlier intervention in saving Evelyn, Warren would have gladly confronted him. Dennis glanced up at Warren before tactfully shifting his gaze to Evelyn. With a calm tone, he responded, "My apologies if Ms. Jefferson feels uncomfortable. Let's put an end to this. I don't need any compensation. Please, you may leave." With a courteous nod, he prepared to rest. Just then, Evelyn's voi
Chet's recent behavior was unlike his usual self. He used to prioritize Clara's needs without hesitation.Clara wondered if Chet was upset because she had threatened suicide to force Warren back to her. The mere thought of it brought a flicker of displeasure to Clara's eyes. She couldn't afford to lose Chet. He was the secret weapon she relied on to keep Warren in line. To lift his spirits, Clara decided to surprise Chet with his favorite late-night snacks. She headed straight to his place, only to discover upon arrival that he wasn't home. Wandering around the house aimlessly, Clara stumbled upon a snow-white plush bunny perched on the study desk. Delighted, she rushed over and embraced the bunny tightly, feeling all her previous tension melt away in an instant. It was heartwarming to know that Chet still cared for her. He had remembered her wish for this bunny and gone out of his way to get it. As Clara played with the bunny, her attention was drawn to a drawing on the desk.
Evelyn had recently won several remarkable victories in court, one of which involved a high-profile celebrity divorce, further solidifying her status in the legal world. The celebrity had been in a decade-long relationship with a woman who had remained hidden from the public eye. His lover had faithfully supported him through thick and thin since they were both 18. However, when the celebrity rose to fame, he sought to replace her with a wealthy heiress. This woman, devoid of any legal protections, found herself dumped after dedicating ten years of her youth to the relationship. Many lawyers had shied away from the case due to its slim chances of success, but Evelyn took it on. Not only did she secure justice for the woman, but she also tarnished the celebrity's reputation significantly. As Evelyn witnessed the woman embrace her in tearful gratitude, she couldn't help but be moved. Her own relationship with Warren had ended similarly, with her three years of devotion dismissed
"Bailey's like an abandoned child, rejected by both parents." The vet's words pierced Evelyn's heart deeply as she cradled Bailey's head, showering it with kisses. Tears cascaded down her graceful jawline, landing softly on Bailey's snow-white fur. Her voice was choked with emotion as she whispered, "Bailey isn't abandoned. You're mommy and daddy's precious, and mommy loves you very, very much. Daddy loves you too. We would never leave you behind." Hearing her words, Bailey's bright, blue eyes seemed to fill with tears.Even the vet was moved, gently patting Bailey's head. "Bailey is mommy and daddy's beloved. Now, we're going to perform a small surgery on you. It might hurt a bit, but you need to be brave, okay?" Bailey remained silent throughout the entire procedure, which only added to Evelyn's sorrow. It felt like she hadn't cried like this in ages. Holding the peacefully sleeping Bailey, tears continued to stream down her face. Her guilt toward Bailey reached its peak.
Warren's moist lips grazed Evelyn's earlobe, a subtle yet deliberate gesture that sent shivers down her spine. His low chuckle lingered in her mind like an enchanting spell, leaving her momentarily breathless. Was Warren attempting to charm her? Did he think he was a dog, getting frisky in a place like the pet hospital? Evelyn leaned back slightly, a faint smile dancing at the corners of her lips. "Sorry, Mr. Larkin, but you're not my type." Like a bucket of icy water, those words doused the flame of passion that had just flickered to life within Warren. He gazed at Evelyn's calm demeanor, his voice tinged with resignation. "Then what is your type? Those refined scoundrels? I can be that, as long as it pleases you." Some people make sacrifices for love, while others undergo complete transformations. Warren was willing to change for love, as long as Evelyn gave her approval. He looked at her with deep affection, hoping to detect even the slightest softening in her expression.