"You know I'm crazy for you. Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? Don't you trust me? Did you think I'd run away? I'm not like that. Evelyn, you must have been scared. Scared and hurting. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. I wish I could have taken your pain. Please forgive me... "

Sheffield whispered softly over her head. Evelyn couldn't hold back her tears anymore, letting them flow freely down her cheeks.

How could others think Sheffield wasn't worthy of her? He was a wonderful guy, loving her with all his heart and soul. Evelyn thought she wasn't worthy of him.

"I know I probably seem childish sometimes. And maybe Calvert acts a lot more mature than me. And you like that. I promise I'll be mature. I won't act like a kid anymore, okay?" He held her hand tightly and added affectionately, "Evelyn, I'll never give up on you. You're the only one I love."

Hot tears slid down her cheeks, and finally on Sheffield's hands.

One drop, then two, and more...

Sheffield sensed something was going on with her. He lifted her head and found she was crying.

Her face was covered in tears, which made his heart ache.

He immediately panicked and regained some sobriety. "Why are you crying, Eve? What did I do? Did I say something wrong? Evelyn, don't cry. I'll shut up if you want."

He lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears on her face, his lips caressing her eyelids, her cheeks, her lips. Evelyn cradled his neck and kissed him back.

The apartment fell quiet. The only sound that could be heard was them breathing.

A moment later, he pinned her onto the sofa, her long hair cascading down the side of the sofa.

He stared at the woman with eyes red from wine. "Honey, I'll never let you down!"

Evelyn kissed his lips. "You better not," she teased playfully.

The night passed with passionate hearts beating, taking comfort in each other.

In the Huo family manor

Debbie looked at Carlos worri

ses anymore. Before, you were angry with him for putting Evelyn's life in danger. Matthew said Sheffield didn't even know about the pregnancy. It was just an accident. And now, you're saying that he is too mysterious. I think you're just jealous of him, because he's younger and hotter. That's why you don't like him!" Debbie finally realized why Carlos would never give the young doctor a break.

Carlos' heart sank. When he was young, he had been so handsome that Debbie had been head over heels. Why would he be jealous of a young lad? 'I'm just getting on in years. She isn't as attracted to me as she used to be?' He unbuttoned his pajamas calmly. "How about we have another kid and let our other kids take care of it?"

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Debbie blushed. She pushed Carlos away and yelled, "Go away. You're such an old perv!"

Carlos took her in his arms and sat down against the headboard. "Don't worry about Sheffield. I'll figure out what he does all day. Then I'll let him be with Evelyn."

Debbie wasn't in the mood to argue with him. "Whatever. I don't want Calvert as my son-in-law."

"I know."

When Sheffield woke up the next morning, he was alone in bed. Evelyn's scent still lingered in the air.

He pushed away the thin quilt, took his pajamas from the wardrobe, and opened the bedroom door.