True Love Waits

Dollie was not a short girl, but Sheffield was taller than her, after all. That was why he had to lower his head to look inside her ear.

Meanwhile, Dollie actively leaned closer to him. So, obscured by Sheffield's body, it looked like they were kissing.

"What part of your ear hurts?" Sheffield asked. He didn't find anything unusual in her ear, no spot, no swelling.

Taking a step back, Dollie rubbed her ear and said shyly, "I think I'm all right now. Thanks, Sheffield." After saying that, she bowed her head and touched her lips with the back of her hand.

Her face was as red as a rose. Anyone who was looking at them behind Sheffield would figure out what he did there.

Holding a glass of wine, Evelyn kept her same cold expression when she saw them. When she passed by them, she was about to make a detour.

"Evelyn?" asked Sheffield as soon as he spotted her.

Today, Evelyn wore a white, sexy, backless, deep V halter dress, revealing her lovely back. Even the two dimples of Venus on her lower back could be seen clearly. Sheffield's eyes practically left his head to follow her.

Evelyn stopped in her tracks, turned around and nodded to him indifferently. "Mr. Tang." Then she continued walking.

Sheffield had come to this wine-tasting party with Dollie for another reason entirely. He didn't really want to taste the wine, nor did he care about Dollie. Now that he caught sight of Evelyn, he was thrilled, completely forgetting about Dollie. He quickly caught up to her in an upbeat mood. "Evelyn, we need to talk," he said.

"We have nothing to talk about."

"Actually, we do. At least tell me why you're angry, so I can apologize." She was really confusing him.

Seeing this, Dollie ran up to him and grabbed on to his arm. "Sheffield, didn't you say you'd help me pick out a bottle of wine?"

Sheffield had wanted to break free of Dollie's grip, but Evelyn didn't want to talk to him. She walked away heartlessly. He stopped and looked at her receding figure. Sighing, he had no choice but to help Dollie with her wine dilemma.

paying for the bottle of

glance. "And right on

on your

whispered to Joshua, "Evelyn's mad at me. But I didn't do anything to piss her off. Do you know why?" "Mad? You tell me and we'll both

doctor sighed, "Just

the venue and soon found

get a word in edgewise. From time to time, she would respond

the diminished amount of red wine in his glass, Sheffield asked a waiter who carried

with a full glass

an acquaintance and was chatting with him. But she started attracting all sorts of attention. She wanted to leave, but

bumping into her. She felt a spreading moisture around her waist. Then she heard a familiar voice. "Ouch, who hit me?! Oh, my God! Miss Huo, I'm so sorry. Look,

apologizing, but there wasn't the slightest bit of guilt

once again. "I'm sorry, Miss Huo. I stained your dress. But don't worry; I'll buy you a new one."

in confusion. "Who is this guy? Spilling wine all over Miss Huo's

evening dresses costs at least a million! How could he afford to

guy has light-complexioned skin. Maybe he has a sugar mama somewhere." Strangely, people were talking about Sheffield like

lets her use his cheap coat? Isn't he afraid Miss Huo might

because he'd done what he set out to do. He was in a good mood now. Evelyn put her glass of wine aside and gathered the suit jacket around

curious glances, Sheffield grabbed her

way, he made a phone call. "Send some evening dresses to

a cold glance at the man,

face reddened in anger. "What

to her and warned, "Don't ever put on a backless

none of your