Listening to L's words, Evelyn's eyes dimmed without a trace of brightness.
She said nothing more, directly pressing the hang-up button.
Just now, she carelessly believed L's words.
Yet, her sixth sense told her—she could trust L.
However, trusting L, doesn't it mean she has to doubt Caden?
How can it be!
Caden is wholeheartedly thinking about her well-being!
Holding the phone, her brother's affair feels like a pit.
If she wants to know all the truth, she must jump into that pit.
She dares not, she is afraid, afraid their current life will be completely shattered.
"I'm sorry..." she choked, apologizing softly, "I'm really sorry! Brother, sorry, sob sob—sorry!"
Evelyn hid under the covers, crying until she fell asleep.
When Caden finished his business and entered the bedroom, under the very faint light inside, he saw the tear stains on Evelyn's cheek.
His brow furrowed tightly, thinking he had already given her a very comfortable life.
