True Love Waits

"Hmm?" She was angry, but Sheffield had no clue why.

Evelyn raised her high heel-clad foot and stomped on Sheffield's. He was only wearing a slipper, so the heel dug into his flesh. "Ouch..." In pain, Sheffield let go of her instantly. Evelyn took the chance to jog towards the door and fled the ward, thoroughly embarrassed.

Sheffield, left alone in the ward, sat on the bed. He was no less confused, and now had an injured foot as well.

'What happened to her? Why did she get angry all of a sudden?'

A few minutes later, he calmed down and closed the curtains. Then he turned on his computer.

He opened a surveillance video and fast forwarded through it. As he thought, several minutes of video were missing.

Sheffield ran a hand through his hair as he browsed the network shares. He found where the saboteur had hidden the surveillance videos and restored all of them.

The benefit to getting all the video back? He could see who sabotaged his race car.

However, he didn't recognize the guy, so he ran the man's image through an online background check. Fortunately, there was information in the database, and in less than 5 minutes he had a wealth of data on the guy.

Armed with this info, Sheffield was sure he could track this guy down.

He closed his laptop and texted Evelyn. "You home yet?"

Evelyn didn't want to reply to his message, but it was already past 1 a.m. Afraid that he might be too worried to sleep, she replied, "Yeah."

When he saw her reply, he grinned and tapped out a reply.

"Good. I'll let you go, so you can get some sleep. Just remember to climb in my bed when you're free."

Evelyn was rendered speechless. Why didn't she take her dad up on his offer to teach her martial arts? If she had, she'd be able to teach Sheffield a good lesson when he made her mad. Evelyn hadn't called or texted him since that night.

Strangely, he didn't contact her either, not even a message.

wondered whether he was getting better

was still nursing a grudge. Sheffield asked her to call him "daddy" the other night, so she was too embarrassed to talk to

to Sheffield's apartment,

pulled into his parking space, locked the car, and walked

a black windbreaker. A gust caught his clothes, and they billowed dramatically. He looked handsome and cool in the dark

like someone was following him. He

suspicious except a black car parked

in the parking lot and there was

notice he'd been spotted, as he started the car, and began to

fast as he could, jumped in front of the

briefly wondered when he'd feel the car hit him. Luckily, the car screeched to a halt just in the nick of

in the driver's seat, Sheffield

in the car, so he couldn't see who was in the back

door and knocked on the

so soon. Since there was no need to hide anymore, she rolled down the window and looked at

his face lit up. He stuck his head into the car and said excitedly, "Evelyn, did you come here to sleep

his face had healed, and there was a broad smile on his fair face. Evelyn didn't bother to dignify his question with a

give you a kiss!" It was his fault. He had been too busy with his research

ordered again, "Drive!" The car moved a

His head was still fully inside the car. If Tayson zoomed off, he'd have Sheffield's detached head rolling in the back seat. "Evelyn,

then that Evelyn remembered why

decided to

and unlocked the car

ripped open the door. He

pressed Evelyn against the

I'm sorry I haven't been around. I've been super-busy," he said, after kissing

about to kiss her again, Evelyn covered his