Evelyn nodded, agreeing with Cecilia Lynch's words.
After all, since Caden Lockwood didn't come, she didn't have anything else to do.
She found a steakhouse to sit down in, but Evelyn couldn't muster up any energy. She randomly ordered something to eat and then slumped over the table, her whole demeanor like a wilted flower.
Cecilia Lynch glanced over Evelyn, then softly asked, "What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your little uncle?"
If it were before, Evelyn would have definitely snapped back, "Don't mention him to me!"
But at this moment, Evelyn's nose turned sour, and she let out a wistful laugh, gently saying, "This time, he didn't even give me a chance to fight."
Hearing Evelyn's tone, Cecilia felt the seriousness of the situation.
"What... happened?" Cecilia lowered her voice, "Is it serious?"
Evelyn shrugged, "Yeah."
She forced herself to hold on, lifting her eyes to look at Cecilia, her eyes turning red in that instant, "Cece, he played me."
