Evelyn quickly corrected herself, sensing the overwhelming anger rising in Caden Lockwood: "Husband."
She would accidentally shout the wrong name.
"Tonight... can we just sleep well?" Evelyn asked tentatively, her expression forlorn, "I'm really tired, no energy."
She wasn't sure if such a reason could make him let her go and have a peaceful night's sleep.
However, she really wasn't in the mood to do anything with him.
Right now, she was very confused.
Thinking of Cecilia Lynch holding a knife, pondering if death could end it all, made Evelyn's heart ache painfully.
Once, she and Cecilia were only worried about making a living.
Now, they no longer had those worries, yet their lives were worse than before.
Caden Lockwood propped his hands beside Evelyn's ears, scrutinizing her back and forth.
His sharp gaze seemed to want to pry into the secrets hidden in her heart, making Evelyn involuntarily look away, not daring to meet Caden's eyes.
