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.

Sheffield, he was paying for the bottle of red wine he had picked out.

"And right on time, too. I have something to

your

few steps away from her and 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

sighed, "Just forget I

the venue and

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

amount of red wine in his glass, Sheffield

woman with a full glass of red

an acquaintance and was chatting with him. But she started attracting all sorts of attention. She wanted to leave, but they kept asking her questions. So

Evelyn was interrupted by someone 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,

there wasn't the slightest bit of guilt in his

smile, he took off his suit jacket and apologized to her once again. "I'm sorry, Miss Huo. I stained your dress. But don't worry; I'll buy you a new one." He

whispered in confusion. "Who is this guy? Spilling wine all over Miss Huo's dress? Does he have a death

dresses costs at least a

sugar mama somewhere." Strangely, people were talking about Sheffield like he was a gigolo

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

it 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 her more tightly. "Excuse me," she said to the

curious glances, Sheffield grabbed her wrist and

phone call. "Send some evening dresses to

Evelyn exhaled deeply. She cast a cold glance at the

reddened in anger.

a backless dress again. I'll tear it off whenever I

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