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Key: Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife Chapter 1088 Parasites
Around 11 p.m., Sheffield returned to the Huo family manor.
He slowly pushed open the door to Evelyn's bedroom. She had already taken her bath and was wearing a lace nightgown. She was leaning against the headboard, reading a book.
Gwyn was sleeping with Debbie that night, so Evelyn was alone in the room.
Even though she heard the door, Evelyn didn't take her eyes off the book. The smile on Sheffield's face froze. He knew that he was a dead man. His wife was angry.
But as usual, he had no idea why.
"Honey, I'm back!" As he reminded himself to be careful in his approach, he placed his coat on the sofa, loosened his tie and walked towards the bed.
When he got close, Evelyn smelled alcohol on him, mixed with a trace of perfume. She looked at him, and the first thing she saw was the red mark on the left shoulder of his white shirt.
Evelyn rested her eyes on the mark and said with a fake smile, "Oh, Mr. Tang is finally back."
'Oh, she is definitely angry, ' he thought with a sigh. "Honey, who pissed you off?" Sheffield asked in a soft voice and pulled her into his arms. As he spoke, the warm breath of wine hit her face.
Evelyn didn't try to break free. "Let go of me," she said coldly.
"Okay." Sheffield let go and sat on the edge of the bed. "Will you tell me what happened?"
"You're asking me what happened? Go and look in the mirror."
Sheffield's eyebrows shot up in confusion. He stood up and walked to her dressing table. "Why do you want me to look in the mirror?
Are you trying to tell me that I'm such a handsome man?" he joked. Evelyn rolled her eyes and pretended to read the book.
In the mirror, Sheffield noticed the red mark on his shoulder. He took a closer look and saw that it was a lipstick mark. His eyes widened. There had to be an explanation.
He racked his brains to find out when this had happened.
In a few seconds, the memory came back to him. He rushed to Evelyn, crossed his fingers and swore, "It was Mr. Shao, that son of a bitch! He sent his wife to seduce me. But I swear, I didn't touch that woman. She sat next to me for about two minutes, and I sent her away soon after. Her lips might have brushed my shirt while she tried to whisper something to me. It was an accident. Nothing happened between us."
"Really?" Evelyn continued reading. "What does this have to do with me? I didn't ask for an explanation."
'Is she still angry?' He replied firmly, "I can prove it to you. Honey, I can get you the surveillance video. Mrs. Shao came into the private room and left within two minutes. And there were several people in there with us. So, there's no way anything happened between us!"
"Fine."
'Fine? That's it? Oh, no. She's mad about something else, ' Sheffield thought to himself. He had to find out if something had happened in his absence. "Wait, I'll be right back. I need to make a call," he said and walked out of the room.
Evelyn stared at his retreating back. Once outside, Sheffield dialed Felix's number. "Felix! Did something happen with Evelyn today?"
Felix grunted, "We ran into Sterling Tang. He yelled at Miss Huo and tried to hit her, but I stopped him."
"What?" Sheffield's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said in a low growl, "If anything like that happens again, call me immediately."
"I will."
After hanging up, Sheffield took off his custom-made shirt and threw it into the trash can without thinking twice.
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