Listening to Caden Lockwood's words, Evelyn Morgan's legs gave out, she couldn't even stand.
Not... was the diary not sent by Cecilia Lynch?
A trace of sweetness finally emerged in her bitter heart.
Only then did Evelyn realize – she still had friendship.
But because Cecilia Lynch didn't have such selfish thoughts, Evelyn dared not be selfish either.
Her nose tingled, and tears fell involuntarily, Evelyn whispered, "I don't know what you're talking about. Please go back, I want to be alone for a few days."
"No way!" Caden Lockwood pulled Evelyn back into his embrace once again, "If you're alone, you'll overthink. I know I can't compare to Cecilia Lynch's place in your heart; you'll leave me for her!"
Saying this, Caden Lockwood felt pitiful himself.
"But, Evelyn, won't you have any hesitation?" Caden's tone was filled with reluctance, "How can you be so heartless, even when I've explained everything clearly to you, you still stubbornly want to leave?"
