But now, look at this—Caden Lockwood is hiding so many things from her, and it seems like he has no intention of telling her anything at all.
"Suit yourself." Evelyn Morgan spoke without any warmth in her tone, "When L reaches out to me, I'll let you know! Are you done talking? Can I get up to eat now?"
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Evelyn Morgan's voice, Caden Lockwood held her in his arms, not allowing her to leave just yet.
The moment she stood up, his arms felt empty, and the sense of loss was as if he were about to lose her.
"Evelyn." Caden Lockwood's voice was low and hoarse, "I want you to live well, without getting involved in all those schemes and intrigues."
The latter half was, in a way, his explanation for why he hadn't told her so many things.
"But as your wife," Evelyn Morgan paused, then continued, "I'm inevitably going to come into contact with those schemes."
Hearing this, Caden Lockwood's breath caught.
