Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Her Limit

Lily immediately went to greet him. “Mr. Jordan, welcome back.”

Evan handed his coat to her. “Where is she?”

Lily replied, “Ms. Shenton just went upstairs. She didn’t eat much. It seems like she’s in a bad mood.”

Evan furrowed his brows. He hadn’t even asked her why she pushed Daniella, yet she was already in a

sour mood.

Glancing at the nearly untouched dishes on the table, he ascended the stairs with a cold expression

and knocked on the door without much emotion.

Shortly after, Caroline opened the door. Observing the cold man standing outside, she asked

nonchalantly, “Mr. Jordan, is there something I can assist you with?”

Evan grew irritated at her distant demeanor. “Shouldn’t you provide me with an explanation?” he

questioned.

Caroline kept her gaze lowered. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Evan narrowed his eyes. “Caroline, stop asking the obvious and testing my patience!”

However, Caroline chuckled. Suddenly, she lifted her head and stared directly at him. “Well, even if I

had the courage to do so, would you believe me?”

Evan responded icily, “So, that’s why you refuse to explain? Caroline, she sprained her ankle because

of you!”

Caroline struggled to contain her laughter.

He had already deemed her guilty from the very beginning, so what was the point of asking so many

questions?

Caroline faked a smile. “You posed the question yourself. You just want me to confess that I pushed

her, right? Well, there you have it. I’m such a wicked woman.”

Didn’t he despise her for having relationships with other men? Didn’t he sympathize with his first love?

Since he despised her so, he should just drive her away.

Witnessing her exuding confidence even after admitting her mistake only fueled his anger further.

He forcefully grabbed her, pulling her into an unwelcome embrace.

Forcing his lips upon hers, he kissed her aggressively and delivered a painful bite. A cry of pain

escaped Caroline’s lips, and the taste of blood filled their mouths.

Her tried to push him away but her futile attempts were met with an even tighter grip as he continued to

trap her in his arms.

In that heart-wrenching moment, she realized she was nothing more than an object for his amusement.

Bitter tears streamed down her face as she resigned herself to endure his cruel treatment.

Suddenly, feeling the wetness of her tears, he abruptly released his grip. A mix of sorrow and turmoil

filled his eyes as he saw the tears clinging to her long eyelashes. His brows furrowing deeply with a

blend of concern and inner conflict.

He couldn’t help but feel that something was slipping through his fingers.

However, that fleeting thought quickly gave way to a surge of anger, evident in the intensity of his gaze.

His voice dropped to a menacing tone as he bellowed, “Does it pain you so much to share a kiss with

me?”

Caroline remained silent with her head bowed and her feet rooted to the spot.

Witnessing her stubbornness, he spun around and stormed away in a fit of rage.

Before long, the sound of a car engine resonated from downstairs.

She looked out of the window in a daze.

Once, she had been willing to be a substitute, but now she realized her limits—she refused to become

a home wrecker.

*

Meanwhile, inside the confines of the private room at the Wild Sides club, two men exchanged

dismayed glances as Evan entered.

They endured the stifling tension and icy atmosphere, sitting in silence for a while. Eventually, one of

them could no longer contain his curiosity.

Alex Price approached Evan and remarked, “Evan, did you once again find the wrong person?”

Evan shot him a cold glare. “Watch your tongue!”

Alex promptly fell silent and shot a quick glance at Lucas Jensen, who was seated nearby.

Lucas nodded and spoke up, “Evan, why didn’t you bring your secretary along today?”

A shadow cast over Evan’s face. “Mention her again, and you’re gonna miss the company of women

for the next six months.”

Fear crept into Lucas’s widened eyes as he swiftly stood up, putting as much distance as possible

between himself and Evan.

Alex, now enlightened, realized that Evan’s anger stemmed from Caroline.

After contemplating for a moment, he changed the subject. “Evan, when will you introduce us to your

new partner?”

Lucas seized the opportunity and chimed in, “Yes, let us finally meet the woman who occupies your

thoughts day and night.”

A moment of silence enveloped Evan. “What triggers such sudden transformations in a person’s

character?”

Alex and Lucas exchanged knowing glances, sensing a potential source of gossip.

Alex responded, “Life experiences and the people who surround them.”

Evan looked at him, his gaze filled with contemplation.

*

Caroline had finally managed to fall asleep before dawn, only to be abruptly awakened by the sound of

her ringing phone.

She reached for her phone and saw that the caller was Alex, prompting her to quickly answer the call.

“Ms. Shenton, are you asleep?” Alex asked.

Caroline sat up, fully awake now. “Mr. Price, what can I help you with?”

Alex glanced at Evan beside him who got drunk because of Lucas and him. “Mr. Jordan is drunk. Can

you come and get him?”

Caroline was taken aback by the request.

She knew that Alex and Lucas were Evan’s closest friends, and they were always in his company. She

suspected they had gotten Evan drunk to sound him out.

She did not know what was up their sleeves at the moment, and she was unwilling to be deceived.

Therefore, she declined the request simply. “Mr. Price, please contact Reuben instead. It’s inconvenient

for me to go at the moment. If there’s nothing else, I’ll end the call now.”