Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 495

I stared at the headline in shock. My mind went blank. Ethan's face darkened terrifyingly, as if he was on the verge of exploding.

"Explain this! What's going on?" He gritted his teeth.

I was at a loss for words. But in the next moment, anger bubbled up inside me.

"Ethan, aren't you already with Vivian? Are you trying to play both sides? Moreover, this is just media hype! Marc and I are not…"

"Not what? Not engaged?" Ethan sneered. "But this photo is clearly showing you two on a date. How do you explain that?"

"What does that have to do with you? I appreciate your help with Evelyn Studio. But as for the rest…"

I gathered my strength and stood up. With that, I stormed out. I didn't want to look at his face anymore. Tears blurred my vision as I ran. Not knowing how long I had been running, I stumbled into the elevator.

A hand suddenly slipped in just as I was about to press the close button. Ethan squeezed into the elevator without hesitation and cornered me.

"Evelyn, you have nowhere to run now!" He panted. "This time, I'm going to make sure we get this straight!"

I struggled desperately but couldn't match his strength. I couldn't bring myself to hurt him.

"Let me go! You liar! I'll never believe you again!"

Ethan gently stroked my hair and whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry, Evelyn. I've made you suffer. From now on, I'll never leave you, and I'll never make you cry. In this life and the next, I'll cherish you and never lie to you again.

"I'll take care of things with Vivian. At worst, we'll leave this industry. I'm fine with living an ordinary life without the need for wealth."

His heartfelt promises stuck deeply in my heart. I raised my tear-filled eyes and met his gentle gaze. In an instant, all the resentment and unease faded away. I took the initiative to respond to his love by kissing his lips.

Ethan kissed me back passionately. His touch sent shivers through my nerves. The atmosphere became more intimate in the elevator. Our breaths grew hotter.

Just then, the elevator dinged. We had reached the lobby. We hurriedly pulled apart and straightened our disheveled clothes. As we stepped out of the elevator, we unexpectedly ran into a familiar face.