Taking the dolls from Cecilia Lynch's hands, Evelyn gave Caden Lockwood a resentful look. Seeing the urging and warning in his eyes, she was helplessly frustrated.
Why does she have to do what he says? Can't she muster up the courage to defy him?
But who is Caden Lockwood?
How many guts does Evelyn Morgan have to go against him?
"Cece, let me introduce you," Evelyn's voice was very soft, "This is my... husband."
Cecilia Lynch was stunned. Having known Evelyn for so many years, she understood why she had been so sullen just now.
It seems she was forced to make such an embarrassing introduction!
Caden Lockwood wasn't very satisfied. Although Evelyn's voice was small, at least the word "husband" was clear enough.
"I know Mr. Lockwood is your husband!" Cecilia said teasingly, "You don't need to emphasize it again! Getting a tall, rich, and handsome husband like that, are you trying to boast to the whole world?"
"Cece..." Evelyn bit her lip, feeling embarrassed and helpless.
