Take My Breath Away

"Willis, Finley, come here and separate these two," Lea called out anxiously.

Acting fast, Finley ran over and grabbed Sheffield's arm to pull him away, trying to defuse the situation. "Calm down, Sheffield. It's the day after your wedding. Being angry now is bad luck."

"You think it's appropriate to do this while your wife is still asleep?" Willis asked in a nonchalant tone.

Sheffield didn't move, making sure he held Kaylee's wrist tightly, her hand submerged in the hot soup. He shifted his gaze to the woman's hand, and answered haughtily, "And your point is? There's nothing going on here. My wife is an understanding woman."

"Go wake up Evelyn!" Lea told Felton, who stood at the door of his own bedroom, watching the farce.

"Just try it!" Sheffield cast a cold glance at Lea. "I told you. Disturb my wife's rest and I will bounce you out of this family!"

Peterson wasn't at home now. Since Sheffield had been too busy with his wedding and honeymoon, the old man got up earlier than anyone else and went to work. They weren't entirely sure what Sheffield was capable of, but they knew he wouldn't make a threat if he didn't have some way of following through. They decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and were quiet.

Evelyn was the only one in this house who wasn't scared of him.

Sheffield didn't let go of Kaylee's hand until the soup was almost cool.

Her hand was scalded from her ordeal. Red, and blistered and obviously quite painful.

Her crying worried Finley a lot. But he didn't dare to comfort her when she was crying because his wife was right next to him. He made his way to his bedroom, but kept looking back at Kaylee on the way.

As if nothing happened, Sheffield just walked to his room with the plate of foods in his hand. When he walked past Sandra, he handed the plate to her. "Hi, Sandra. I lost my appetite. Kaylee contaminated the soup. You're headed downstairs right? Take this down for me?"

Then, without waiting for her reply, Sheffield shoved the plate of foods in her hands.

Sandra was pissed off and screamed, "You're such an asshole, Sheffield!"

"Thank you for reminding me," he said with a smile. Then he opened the door to his own bedroom and walked in.

In the room, Evelyn was still sound asleep. He took out his phone and sent his assis

ing a cold glance and asked Sheffield, "What's going on?"

Sterling's fist froze in the air the moment his gaze fell on Evelyn in her pajamas. His eyes sparkled with lust.

Because someone else was drooling over his wife, Sheffield flew into a rage. Without warning, he gave his brother a knuckle sandwich.

Caught off guard, Sterling didn't have time to duck. He staggered backwards awkwardly and almost fell to the floor.

Sheffield wanted to kick him, but was stopped by Evelyn. "Sheffield!"

Because of her warning, Sheffield stopped. He tidied up his clothes and warned the man coldly, "Keep an eye on your woman. If she keeps pissing me off, she'll get worse! You too!"

Evelyn held his arm and comforted him in a soft voice, "Don't get mad. Just forget them. Let's go back and lay down."

"Yes, honey." The couple turned around and went back to their room.

In the corridor, Sterling impatiently rolled his eyes at Kaylee and berated her. "It's all your fault. If you start shit again, I'll drive you out of the Tang family!"

In his eyes, it was all Kaylee's fault that their relationship had turned so twisted. He really wasn't attracted to her anymore. Evelyn was hot, gracious, and rich. It was Kaylee's fault he cheated on her.

They had shared the same bed for more than ten years. How could Kaylee not know what Sterling was thinking? Obviously, he was interested in Evelyn! With a mocking smile, she said, "Give up, dude. Evelyn Huo is an arrogant girl, and has high standards. A loser like you could never win her heart."