The night lights stood like two rows of loyal sentries, illuminating the city swallowed by darkness.
When Caden Lockwood returned to the villa, Evelyn Morgan was still sitting in the bedroom, pondering whether she might already be pregnant.
Caden Lockwood opened the bedroom door, walked over to Evelyn, and gently said, "Aren't you going to get up and greet your dear husband?"
Evelyn didn't react, she didn't hear what Caden had said at all.
Caden awkwardly tugged at the corner of his lips.
It seemed that Evelyn was so deep in thought, troubled by something.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently tap her on the shoulder.
Evelyn jumped in surprise. Seeing Caden had returned, she reacted even more dramatically by getting up and fleeing.
As if being close to him would somehow increase the chances of her being pregnant.
"What's wrong?" Caden frowned, "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
"A baby!" Evelyn suddenly took a few steps forward.
