Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 957

Sheffield wore a red ceremonial costume. Apart from the white base clothing, the rest of it was all bright red, with dark red patterns. The apparel was designed with wide shoulders and a slim-fit waist. He had a belt adorned with jade. His skin was fair as ever. Standing there, he looked like someone who had just walked out of a painting.

His long black wig was held in place by a jade crown, and a few wisps of hair hung over his forehead. He held a sword, and his eyes twinkled with his signature charm.

The young doctor looked absolutely enchanting. There was a sinister undertone running through this as well.

When he saw Evelyn, his evil smile turned warm. He lifted up his long robe, knelt on one knee in front of her and cupped his hands. He said loudly, "My princess, I'm here to marry you!"

Right now, his every move made him look like a god. Her heart beat faster and faster.

Evelyn covered her chest with both hands, afraid that her heart would leap out of her chest. She was too excited to utter a single word.

Her reaction widened Sheffield's smile. Instead of standing, he raised the sword in his hand and unsheathed it.

It was fake. There was no sword blade but a diamond ring, recessed into the hilt.

He held the ring aloft with a huge grin.

When she saw that, she began to sob, shedding tears of joy mingled with sadness that broke her heart. She covered her mouth to stop herself from crying.

Sheffield took out the diamond ring, threw the sword hilt aside, and took her hand. Looking up at his beloved woman, he said sincerely, "Evelyn Huo, with no witness other than the heavy snow outside, will you marry me?"

Tears streamed down Evelyn's cheeks. How she wished she could confidently say, "Yes, I will!"

But she remembered she promised her father she would get engaged to Calvert. How could she say yes to Sheffield?

She finally couldn't help but slowly squat down and cry. She looked at him and apologized, "Sheffield... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..." 'I can't marry you...'

Sheffield's heart ached. When he saw the tears rolling down her face, he immediately threw the ring away, pulled her into his arms, and consoled her in a soft voice, "Evelyn, don't cry. It's okay if you say no. Don't cry, okay?"

Her tears broke his heart even more than her rejection.

She was sobbing in his arms, unable to control herself any longer.

'I'm sorry, Sheffield. I don't deserve your love.

I owe you ten thousand apologies.'

Sheffield kept soothing her. "If I had known it would make you cry, I would never have proposed to you. Evelyn, don't cry. It makes me sad, too. Now I want to cry..."

He was worried and flustered.

His last sentence amused Evelyn. She stopped crying and looked at the man seriously. "If you meet a girl who's cute, sweet, and wonderful, go after her."

Sheffield was wiping her tears when he heard this. He stopped. His heart ached so much that he couldn't even breathe. After a long while, he said softly, "But I love you. You're my one and only, always and forever. I don't want anyone else."

'Evelyn, you're my life.'