Chapter 713

Steven's gaze fell on the hand tightly clutching his pant leg, and he frowned slightly. Ignoring Evelyn's pleas, he shook off her hand and sat down on a nearby sofa.

Despite his gaunt frame, he exuded an innate elegance, a stark contrast to the disheveled, almost skeletal Evelyn. It was as if they belonged to entirely different worlds.

He began to speak, his eyes drifting as if lost in memory. "Do you remember when we first met? Your cheeks would always turn red whenever you saw me. I thought, 'What an interesting girl.'"

Evelyn's eyelashes fluttered at his words, involuntarily recalling her younger self. From the first time she met Steven, she knew he was different. She had made up her mind to win him over, to marry into wealth and become the envied wife of a rich man.

But how could someone like him, who had seen countless women, ever choose her? To achieve her goal, she had resorted to underhanded methods.

Steven continued, "I never loved you, but since I married you, I fulfil