Sheffield could smell the aroma of toast, scrambled eggs and hash browns in the morning. Still in a daze, he rubbed his eyes yawning. He could hear someone making breakfast in the kitchen, while a cleaning lady was cleaning up the mess in the living room from last night. "Good morning, sir!" said the cleaning lady, as she nodded at him politely.
Sheffield concealed his puzzlement as he nodded back and awkwardly retreated into the kitchen. Much to his surprise, there he was greeted by a chef, not Evelyn.
He turned around and asked the cleaning lady, "Who asked you to come here?"
"A lady called in for cleaning services earlier on. I assume she is your wife?" replied the cleaning lady, uncertain as to who Evelyn was.
Since he was wearing matching pajamas, the cleaning lady simply concluded that they were a cohabiting couple.
'My wife?' The way she addressed Evelyn made his heart jump with joy. He grinned from ear to ear and said, "Okay, thank you!"
"You are welcome, sir!" The cleaning lady continued to sweep the floor.
Sheffield pushed open the door to the study and saw Evelyn sitting at his desk in her pajamas. Her eyes were glued to the screen of the laptop and her phone was propped up against her face by her shoulder. "I'll talk to you about this later." When she saw Sheffield come inside, she paused and continued, "I'll come to the company later. We'll talk then."
Putting away her phone, she stood up and pointed to the computer screen. "I was just checking my emails on your computer." There were many things that she couldn't understand on his computer.
Sheffield smiled affectionately and pulled her into his arms. "I thought I was dreaming last night. Turns out, you are really here."
When she recalled how passionate he had been last night, Evelyn blushed and looked up into his eyes. "Actually, I'm here to apologize." Last night, he had apologized to her first, and then she had no chance to speak.
Now, Sheffield deliberately didn't give Evelyn a chance to speak because he knew what she was going to say. He jutted his chin towards his laptop and said, "Are you done?"
"Yes, I was just going to turn it off."
"Allow me." Stretching out his arm to close the laptop, he walked out with her in his arms and asked, "Is the chef cooking breakfast or lunch?" It was almost ten o'clock now.
"Breakfast." Evelyn didn't know how to cook, so she called for a chef to come over.
"Let's go and eat first!" The couple walked out of the study together.
Suddenly, Evelyn stopped in her tracks and looked at the man. "I mean it..."
However, Sheffield didn't give her the chance to finish. "Let's eat first. I haven't eaten anything since last night. I am starving!" Sheffield had so much alcohol to drink last night that he had completely forgotten about the food Joshua brought over. Added to that, was a passionate night with Evelyn. So all things considered, the man wasn't lying about being famished.
Evelyn decided to make a compromise, taking in a deep breath and adjusting her mood before she went to the dining room with him.
Out of the blue, a thought popped into Sheffield's mind.
"I haven't freshened up yet. Please wait here for a moment. I'll be right back!" "Okay." Evelyn watched him disappear into the bedroom.
A few minutes later, just as he returned to his seat, he was served an enormous platter of food. "Have you been craving a good old-fashioned Western breakfast?"
"Actually I'm running late. Western food is faster to prepare." In less than half an hour, the chef had prepared a simple Western breakfast, served with two cups of freshly ground coffee.
He nodded, taking a sip of coffee and then put a spoonful of food into his mouth.
By the time the loving couple had finished their breakfast, the cleaning lady had already cleaned Sheffield's bedroom. Then she took care of the dishes and left the apartment.
Only the two of them remained in the entire apartment. After Evelyn changed into her work attire, she walked up to the closet where Sheffield was picking out clothes. Evelyn handed him a white low-necked sweater as she eyed him keenly. He glanced at her once and put it on without hesitation.
She then picked out a pair of black pants and a red casual coat with red and gray plaid linings. "Put this on. I'll find you a watch."
This was the first time Sheffield had worn this red coat since he bought it. However, since Evelyn wanted to see him wearing it, he didn't think twice about it.
The red coat highlighted his fair skin, making him appear as fair as Evelyn was.
After getting dressed, they walked out of the walk-in closet, one behind the other.
Looking at the man putting on a wristwatch in the bedroom, Evelyn said, "Sheffield."
He turned to her and said, "Yes?"
"I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. I didn't mean to." Evelyn desperately needed to get this off her chest.
Sheffield didn't respond to her immediately. After a brief pause, he curled his lips to her gaze and said, "Why must you be so formal with me?"
Evelyn's heart sank immediately. His nonchalance made her wonder whether he was just covering up his emotions really well or he really didn't care about it.
Sheffield was all set, but then, something occurred to him. He stopped smiling and asked, "Did I apologize to you last night?"
He could conjure up an image of himself apologizing to her, but he wasn't sure if it was a dream or not.
Evelyn nodded and said, "Actually, you don't have to feel guilty. It was just an accident."
"The pain you have suffered will be the pain that I will willingly suffer all my life." Sheffield peered into her eyes and continued, "I hope that you can talk to me about anything in the future!"
He knew an apology was not enough for him to make it up to her.
With a warm smile, Evelyn replied, "Okay."
"You should probably go to work now. I may not be able to see you often in the next few days. Remember to take good care of yourself!" His research and development project had come to a critical point, so his presence at the research and development center was of paramount importance.
His words left Evelyn in a trance. She wondered whether it was truly because he was going to be busy with work or he was just mad at her.
After leaving his apartment, Evelyn got in her car, rolled down the window and told the man standing outside the window,
"Wait, there's one more thing."
Evelyn opened the car door and got out.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, it's something related to the Xiang family." After much reluctance, Evelyn weighed out all the pros and cons before she spoke.
She felt uncomfortable at the moment because she had never helped him in anything and he had never asked any help from her before. How could she ask him to make a compromise on the Xiang family matter?
The moment he heard her mention the Xiang family, the smile in his eyes disappeared.
For a while, both of them stood in silence as neither of them said anything to each other.
Finally, when Evelyn recalled the troubled look on Savannah's face, she said, "I know I don't have the right to meddle in how you deal with the Xiang family. I don't care about Sidell. He deserves it. I just wanted to ask...if you can be a little...lenient with...Dollie..." She was too embarrassed to continue. "For my sake, can you...forgive her? After all, she was just a kid back then."
Fortunately, Evelyn was only pleading with him instead of other men, because she wouldn't be able to bring herself to do that.