Caden Lockwood's voice contained warning and threat, as if, if Evelyn Morgan didn't comply, he would make her life extremely miserable.
Logan Shaw panicked and quickly spoke up, "Caden Lockwood, you..."
"Even my name can be called by you?" Caden Lockwood's voice seemed to come from an ice cellar, "Logan Shaw, hasn't anyone taught you to be tactful?"
As the words dropped, Caden Lockwood lowered his gaze again, looking at Evelyn Morgan, holding her tightly, and continued to speak: "Madam, what's wrong? Too happy, so choked up that you can't speak?"
Evelyn Morgan took a deep breath, looked up at Caden Lockwood's indifferent handsome face, and the despairing cold light in her eyes became even more turbulent.
Her heart felt like it was being sliced with pain, almost suffocating.
"Yes, happy." Evelyn Morgan's voice was very light, almost like air, difficult to grasp, "I've never known what happiness is, but now, I finally know."
"Evelyn..." Logan Shaw frowned, feeling sorry for her.
