Evelyn stood still, watching Lily Thorne's hand about to strike, yet she did not dodge.
Tears streamed down her face, and the guilt in Evelyn's heart intensified, like a balloon about to explode, ready to rupture at any moment.
She only felt a gust of wind sweep towards her face, and then Evelyn saw the hand, just a hair's breadth from her, being tightly caught by another hand.
Evelyn's eyes trembled as she looked at the suddenly appearing Logan Shaw. Her expression darkened, and even her breathing became uneven.
"Auntie," Logan said softly, "I think Evelyn hasn't done anything wrong. It was Mr. Lockwood himself who chose to save Evelyn, so please don't vent your sadness on her."
As he spoke, Logan released Lily's hand and stood in front of Evelyn, his intention to protect her very clear.
"Ha!" Lily sneered.
She glanced at Logan, then at Evelyn, disdainful suspicion gleaming in her eyes.
