Slowly Falling into His Love Trap-Chapter 47: What, Are You Afraid I’ll Hit You Back?
Evelyn Morgan was trembling all over. Only when she saw the palm print on Caden Lockwood’s face did she realize what she had done.
A chill radiated from the depths of her heart, swiftly sweeping through every cell in her body, turning her into an ice statue.
She...
She hit him?
No wonder the atmosphere felt as if the world had changed, while she was right in the eye of the tornado.
Her heart was pounding furiously, her mind was a chaotic buzz, and the misfortune she was about to face seemed to be all too clear to her without needing to think deeply.
No longer able to stay, Evelyn turned and ran.
Just then, Eleanor Keaton, who had broken free from Julian Keaton, stepped forward, her eyes filled with tears and hatred.
What did she see?
She actually saw Caden Lockwood kissing Evelyn Morgan?
No!
This must be her illusion!
She wanted to utterly humiliate Evelyn Morgan!
Eleanor Keaton grabbed Evelyn Morgan’s clothing, maliciously tearing it apart. Because her purpose was quick and clear, she even had time to undo Evelyn’s bra clasp.
Summer clothes were thin to begin with, and with a forceful pull, there was a loud "rip," and both the clothes and bra cooperatively slipped off.
Feeling a sudden chill on her body, Evelyn, her center of gravity unstable, was thrown toward the ground, instinctively screamed, and hugged herself. Just before she made contact with the ground, a bath towel was draped over her body, lifting her entirely.
What her gaze landed upon was the face of Caden Lockwood, handsome enough to make people’s hearts race and cheeks flush, and his scent lingered on the bath towel.
Seeing Evelyn Morgan’s face, devoid of any color due to fear, a trace of heartache flashed in Caden Lockwood’s eyes.
His inner world was chaotic—why did he rescue this ungrateful woman who had just slapped him hard?
With fists clenched, he struggled to suppress his urge to abandon her again, feeling wronged and indignant.
"Unc... Uncle..."
Evelyn’s eyes brimmed with faint tears, she clung tightly to the bath towel, aware that if it slipped off, she would be fully exposed.
Hearing her trembling voice, each tone a plea for help, he reluctantly chose to tolerate her, waving away the grievances in his heart.
Narrowing his gaze, he glared at Eleanor Keaton, who dared to try and expose Evelyn Morgan’s good figure under everyone’s nose, his thin lips parted slightly: "Are you tired of living!"
"Caden!" Julian Keaton exclaimed in frustration, "Leave my sister to me for punishment, you should quickly take your lovely lady to change clothes!"
"What did I do wrong?" Eleanor Keaton shouted defiantly, "Clearly she is the one seducing Brother Caden, Brother Caden is mine!"
"Shut up!" Julian Keaton scolded, "Let me state it clearly here today: you, will definitely not marry Caden!"
With these words, Julian Keaton lifted Eleanor Keaton, walked to the edge of the ship, and exhaled a heavy sigh: "My dear Eleanor, why drive yourself to such a corner? Go drink some sea water to clear your head, and next time, don’t make such a foolish mistake."
As his words fell, Julian Keaton tossed Eleanor into the sea, his eyes filled with deep reluctance.
Sounds of Eleanor Keaton’s desperate cries for help came from the ocean, and Evelyn Morgan’s heart rose to her throat, feeling that these people were utterly terrifying!
Moreover, she was very puzzled as to why Uncle, a mere cowherd, possessed such authority that people dared not utter a word of defiance?
Caden Lockwood said nothing more, carried Evelyn Morgan with large strides, leaving behind countless bewildered eyes.
In his world, there was only the woman trembling in his arms.
Upon entering the room, Caden Lockwood placed Evelyn Morgan on the bed and gently caressed her face with his thumb, seeing the fear in her eyes, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Why?" His deep and rich voice was immensely cold, and he leisurely murmured, "Afraid I’ll hit back?"
