True Love Waits

They were outside the restaurant now. The light was dim and it was late, so no one noticed them.

Evelyn's heart skipped a beat when she saw Calvert clutch Sheffield's collar. "Let go of him! Now!" she ordered.

With the same joker's smile on his face, Sheffield released Evelyn's hand and pulled her behind him. "Get back, honey. I'd really hate for your clothes to get ruined by their blood. They can't afford those sick threads."

Evelyn was rendered speechless. How could he crack jokes at a time like this? Calvert was no pushover. This wasn't a joking matter.

Calvert moved his hands up a little bit and fastened his grip around Sheffield's neck.

Evelyn shot an anxious look to her ace in the hole, Tayson, who was hiding in the dark. She gestured to him.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Tayson walked over to her slowly and said in a soft voice, "Miss Huo, please stand aside. I don't want you to get hurt."

Worry could be seen in Evelyn's eyes. "Separate those two, please. Don't let Calvert hurt Sheffield."

Taking a glance at the slovenly man being choked, Tayson had mixed feelings.

Before Tayson could take action, Calvert was tightening his grip, intending to take Sheffield to the ground. Sheffield felt his world go black. He moved his hand outside his guard, took two of his foe's fingers from around his throat, and twisted. Hard. Calvert, unprepared for the wrenching pain, stopped his attack.

Evelyn saw what was going on. She witnessed how Sheffield had turned the tables and taught Calvert a lesson.

All of a sudden, he lifted his right leg and kicked hard at Calvert's knee. Then he retreated a step further. Calvert was knocked to the ground before he was able to fight back, nursing a sprained knee with possibly broken fingers.

With that, Evelyn went quiet.

Maybe her man was not as weak as he looked.

Rowena cried out, "Aaah!

the ground, and started punching his face. Blood

a person to be trifled with. Even on the ground he was dangerous. He wrapped his legs around Sheffield's body, propped himself up on his elbow, then

rose. "Tayson, go..." She was going to ask Tayson to go help Sheffield. But before she could

started raining blows on Evelyn's ex-boyfriend.

scene, Tayson whispered to Evelyn, "May I suggest holding back? Mr. Tang is

dumb as he looked. She used to think

drugs to alter how medicine was practiced in the country. People called him Maestro Tang since he was a

There had never been a reason. And

else he was

wondered if she really

Carlos had beaten Sheffield. Calvert's face was a mess, almost unrecognizable. Rowena made a phone call, and

ask Tayson to help Sheffield, but

disappoint her. When one bodyguard got too close, Sheffield laced his fingers around his head, forcing it down while he jammed knee after knee into the man's gut. When a second one approached, he moved the clinched man's body between him and his buddy. The second bodyguard kept trying to punch over his friend, unable to

good beating, he went to hit Calvert, who couldn't even stand up. Most of his weight was supported by Rowena. This time, Evelyn stopped him. "Sheffield! It's over." Panting, he lowered his fist and tidied his clothes. Calvert's eyes were as venomous as a viper's. Sheffield took a few breaths,

was too angry to control himself. He let go of Rowena and staggered to

a scalpel from his pocket, waved it in front of brother and sister, and said with a grin, "I could start right away, in fact!"

think I'm afraid? Humph!" Sheffield held out his hand with the scalpel and swung

Evelyn and said, "Evelyn, I'm so disappointed in you.

at Rowena. Before she could react, she felt something cold on her neck, just under her

move. She looked down and saw the scalpel.

how do you want it? I can take your beauty, or your life! One more word

"Let's get out of here! This