Evelyn was speechless, the hot water poured over her entire body, and she trembled violently, with her hands clasped tightly over her chest, her face awash with scalding droplets. She couldn't tell if it was the shower water or tears.
The water trickled into the corners of her mouth, so salty, so bitter.
The taste of shower water... is this what it's really like?
Evelyn's legs buckled, and she collapsed to the floor, burying her head in her knees, finally unable to hold back the grievance and pain in her heart. She sobbed uncontrollably...
At the same time, Caden Lockwood entered the study, slammed the door shut, and sat on the sofa, completely disregarding his soaked clothes, just sitting there, emanating a chilling hostility.
The fire within the man, once ignited, was now a furious blaze, the swelling demanding release, yet he kept it caged, only allowing it to roar, making him even more uncomfortable.
