The man stared fearlessly at Chet. "Why the concern for her? She's your buddy's woman. What's bothering you? Or perhaps there's some secret between you two?" "Shut up! I could shoot you dead right now," Chet threatened, his gun aimed at the man. In response, the man immediately pressed the knife against Evelyn's neck. "Go ahead and shoot. Let's see if your bullet is quicker than my blade. I forgot to mention that back in my hometown, I used to slaughter cattle. No matter how large the beast, I could end its life with a single strike—let alone a fragile woman." With that, he applied pressure to the blade, and a trickle of crimson blood adorned Evelyn's fair, slender neck. Startled, Chet released his grip on the trigger and yelled, "Don't you dare touch her!" "If you want me to spare her, back off, or I'll ensure the person you've just found dies before your very eyes," the man threatened, causing everyone to take a step back and dare not make any move. Terrified, Evelyn trem
Just as he was about to reach Evelyn, a gunshot echoed from behind, and the man crumpled to the ground. Blood pooled beneath him as he lay on the ground. Quickly, Warren shielded Evelyn's eyes, his voice a gentle reassurance. "Don't be afraid, it's over now. Let's go." With a tender gesture, he lifted Evelyn into his arms, exchanging a few words with Charlie before they departed. Evelyn, still reeling from the confrontation with the kidnapper, now rested weakly against Warren's chest. Her hands clung tightly to his shirt with her lips trembling. Her tear-filled eyes gazed at Warren as she weakly asked, "Warren, how's Mrs. Potter?" Warren dipped his head and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. He replied, "She had a few stitches on her back, but she's alright now. Don't worry." Evelyn gazed into Warren's eyes which were so reminiscent of Dennis'. She softly remarked, "In times of peril, most women would scream, yet Mrs. Potter charged forward without hesitation. Isn't that stra
Dennis felt a jolt in his chest. "Did you remember something?" "Not yet, but when the chandelier fell, a brief image flashed in my mind of being with him. Even though it was fleeting, I'm certain Chester was the man in the vision." Hearing this, Dennis tightened his grasp on Skyler's hand. "You had feelings for him, didn't you?" Taken aback by Dennis' direct question, Skyler paused before softly responding, "I suppose so, or else I wouldn't have intervened to save him. Dennis, do you think I was morally questionable in the past, knowingly engaging in an affair with a married man? And is there a possibility that you're his child?" Dennis anticipated that Skyler would eventually question his descent. Just as he was about to reply, a knock on the door interrupted them. Opening the door, Dennis found himself locking eyes with Chester. "Dennis, how is your mother? I came to check on her." Carrying a fruit basket and a bouquet, Chester's expression was gentle as he met Dennis' ga
Chester's gaze momentarily froze upon hearing that name. Wayne, the Larkin family's butler, stood as the sole victim of the tragic fire years ago. How could Skyler possibly have any connection to him and retain such a profound memory of the incident? He regarded her with a mixture of confusion and intrigue. "Do you recall anything else about Wayne?"Skyler shook her head. "I have no clear memories of him. However, his name often echoes in my nightmares. I believe he played a pivotal role in saving me, perhaps during that fire.""But according to the records, Wayne was the only person present during the fire, and surveillance footage confirms no one else entered." A sense of disquiet settled over the room. If Skyler was indeed present during the fire, it could have been a deliberate act rather than a mere accident. Dennis, who had remained silent until now, interjected, "While the footage from the day of the fire shows only Wayne's presence, there's a ten-minute gap in the surve
The sensations had been so overpowering that Evelyn feared she wouldn't be able to leave the house today if it happened again. She promptly pushed Warren away and rose from the bed, stating, "I need to visit Mrs. Potter today." But as she attempted to stand, a strong arm encircled her waist. A low, husky, and enticing voice whispered in her ear, "It's no hurry, a kiss before you go wouldn't hurt." With that, Evelyn found herself drawn back onto the bed. A cascade of tender, lingering kisses enveloped her. She was clueless to as when Warren had become so skilled; even the simplest kiss from him was captivating. It elicited a soft moan from her lips. Just as they were lost in their passionate embrace, there came a knock at the door, followed by Simon's voice. "Evie, Mrs. Miles Senior is here to see you. You and Warren should come down to greet her."Evelyn pushed Warren away immediately, her voice still carrying traces of desire. "Dad, we'll be down in a moment." Her voice wa
Evelyn didn't understand how Sally knew Xena. Not to mention, Xena didn't even like sweet stuff. She was averse to that kind of food.So why would she like Sally's chocolate chip cookies?Their conversation shocked everyone.Chet immediately walked over and tugged on Sally's hand, saying, "Grandma, you've got the wrong person. This is Evelyn, not your granddaughter."Only then did Sally realize that she had let the cat out of the bag. She looked tearily at Evelyn and said, "What happened to Clara made me fall very ill. Even after getting better, I keep addressing the wrong person. "Sometimes, I hold onto Jennifer and call her Sonya. Oh, Evie, I hope you won't blame me for being so muddled."When Evelyn heard that, she felt a stab of pain in her heart. She felt so sorry for Sally. The granddaughter that she had doted on for over two decades ended up being so ungrateful, and her mother was most likely the one who murdered Sally's own daughter.Evelyn smiled slightly and shook her
After being questioned by Johnny, Sally clenched her jaw harshly. "Who she is doesn't concern you, and you can't control me if I want to dote on her. If you weren't Chet's father, do you think the Miles family would let you off so easily for what you did to Sonya? "You're not welcome here. Leave now! Or else, I'll have security throw you out!"Simon angrily picked up a broom and began swinging it at Johnny. "I already warned you, if you insult my daughter again, I won't forgive you! I didn't raise her like a princess only for you to berate her!"With that, he slammed the broom against Johnny's back.Even though it didn't hurt, it was extremely humiliating.Johnny wanted to fight back, but Warren's cold gaze scared him off. He clenched his fists angrily and glared at Simon. "You'd better hope you never end up in my hands, or I'll kill you!"Warren gave him a cold stare. "You can try. Let's see if you're able to walk away alive."Johnny had nearly ground his teeth to dust from ho
Sally beamed from ear to ear. "You even remembered that I like wine, Evie. You're such a lovely young lady. Please pour me a glass."Evelyn poured Sally a glass and then served everyone else at the table their own glass too.Finally, when she presented Warren with his glass, she gulped. Quietly, she said, "Um, Warren, could I have a small sip?"Warren refused without a second thought. "Babe, you can't drink when you're pregnant. Have you forgotten? Or do you want to give birth to a little alcoholic?""It's fine if I just take a small sip. Or I can settle for just a taste. It's not like I can get drunk off wine."As she spoke, she licked her lips with her tongue.Seeing how she was practically drooling, Warren flicked her nose with a smile. He raised the glass to her mouth and said, "You can only have a taste. I'll smack your butt if you have a single sip more."Evelyn nodded, grinning. She took a whiff and found the smell to be very familiar. She felt like she'd had this somewhe