Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 867

Evelyn adjusted her clothes and said nothing.

Sheffield walked over to his desk and dug into the shopping bag sitting there. There was a pen inside. An expensive one, made of gold, encrusted with precious resin.

He then kissed the brand-new pen and winked at Evelyn. "I love it! A gift from Evelyn! I'll treasure it as long as I live. If the pen is lost, so am I."

"Shut up!" she laughed. Evelyn was not in the mood for his jokes.

Sheffield corrected himself immediately, "Seriously, it's a great gift. Thanks. And if I lose it, you can buy me a new one."

Evelyn didn't want to talk to him anymore. She grabbed her purse and made her way to the door.

Sheffield ran after her and stretched out his arms to block her way. "Baby, can you wait? I need to change."

"No!" Evelyn refused but stopped.

Sheffield giggled and said, "Come on! My belly thinks my throat's been cut. I'm starving!" He ran to his wardrobe and opened it to take out his coat.

Watching him hang up the clothes, Evelyn asked, "So how did the surgery go? You were in there for awhile."

After hanging his coat in the crook of his arm, he closed the wardrobe and walked towards her. He put his arms around her waist and kissed her on the lips. "Thanks for asking, wife of mine. It went well."

Hearing that, Evelyn was relieved. But at the same time, the gloom on her face returned. "I'm warning you..."

"What?"

"Quit calling me your wife." She rolled her eyes at him, pulled his hands off her waist, and turned around to leave.

"Yes! Miss Huo! I will never call you 'wife' again, I will call you 'honey' instead!"

She turned around suddenly and grabbed his ear tightly, leaving no time for his response. "You don't listen too well, do you?"

His ear grabbed by her, Sheffield cried in an exaggerated way. "Aah! It hurts! Uncle! Uncle! Let go, okay?"

An exaggerated reaction, to be sure. But still, he put up such a fuss that Evelyn wondered if she was really pulling that hard. "Are you going to listen, then?"

"Yes." She had tamed him, for awhile at least.

Evelyn didn't expect him to give in so quickly. Seeing him nod obediently, she wanted to laugh.

Before going out, Evelyn reminded him, "You need to stay put for a couple minutes while I go out to the car."

Puzzled, he asked, "Why?"

Evelyn coughed and said, "I'll get in the car, and then you can come out. I don't want people talking about us." She knew it was unnecessary, but she hadn't been mentally prepared to show up together with him and meet his colleagues.

Sheffield clutched his heart. "Come on, baby, you're breaking my heart."

Evelyn knew it wasn't fair to him, so she paused, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a kiss.

Her lips lightly swept over his, but it was enough to fill his heart with joy.

He immediately pulled Evelyn into his arms and pressed her against the door. "You can only convince me like this." After saying that, he kissed her on the lips, his own lips lingering and passionate.

By the time Sheffield came out of the hospital, Evelyn was already in the car. Tayson was in the driver's seat.

They were supposed to meet at the supermarket near Sheffield's apartment complex. Then they would pick out the foods they wanted, and Sheffield would cook.