True Love Waits

"Hello? Sheffield, are you still there?" Evelyn asked softly when Sheffield didn't answer.

He came back to his senses and took a deep breath before replying, "It doesn't matter, Evelyn. Just go ahead with your own business." Without waiting for her answer, he hung up.

Evelyn stared blankly at her phone. 'What's wrong with him? He is being really weird,' she wondered with a frown.

It was ten minutes to seven o'clock, and three-fourths of the hall was filled with audience. Behind the music hall, Sheffield leaned against the wall and continued to smoke his cigarettes, one after the other. When he was done with the last one, he took a few puffs and stubbed it out before striding into the hall.

His seat was in the middle of the third row. The seats around him were filled, except the two in the middle.

He fixed his eyes on the first row. In the dead-center of the first row was a woman in a beautiful white dress, along with a man in a black tux.

There were several reporters not too far away from Calvert and Evelyn. The two of them were continuously being photographed.

The concert began at seven o'clock sharp. Jimmy, the piano maestro, stepped onto the stage and the hall fell silent at once.

Evelyn's heart was not in the music. She couldn't help but reach for her phone. Sheffield had sounded rather weird when they had spoken earlier. She wanted to text him to check what was going on. "Evelyn, what's wrong?" Calvert leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

They were so close that from where Sheffield sat, it looked like they were having an intimate moment. His heart stung.

Evelyn put her phone away. She distanced herself from Calvert and said coldly, "Nothing."

"Mm-hmm."

After his performance, Jimmy announced, "We have a special program for you, while I take a small break. Enjoy the show, ladies and gentleman!"

Evelyn was lost in her own thoughts when Calvert stood up from his seat. Under everyone's confused gaze, he walked onto the stage and shook hands with Jimmy. After sharing a few words with him, the pianist walked off the stage and Calvert took his seat in front of the piano.

is he trying to do?' Evelyn thought, frowning.

placed his fingers on

"I cannot believe

looks like a real prince,

one person. He showed no interest in

Calvert's performance, a mocking smile flashed in his

walked towards the woman in the front row. "Ladies and

in front of

to the

audience erupted in

only the round blue light which fell on

day I met you. I

and clapped, Sheffield looked at them with a blank

a brocade box to reveal a ring

Even those in the crowd who didn't know much about gems could tell that it was

you. Please marry me." His confession was like the tipping

The prince and the princess

"This is so romantic."

would be touched by a proposal like this; she would cry and fall into the man's arms. But Evelyn was scared and somewhat annoyed. The irony of this

the hall because of Evelyn's cold reaction. At that moment, another man stood up from his seat in the

was wearing a white suit, with sparkling white teeth and smiling eyes under

had never occurred to Evelyn that Sheffield would be at the concert. 'Who did he come with?' she wondered in surprise. 'Did

the confusion, Sheffield sat down in front of the piano with a smile and spoke over the microphone. "I wish to correct Mr. Ji. The Moritz Moszkowski etude you just

uproar. One of them whispered, "I told you! I told you there was something wrong with the Moritz Moszkowski etude that Calvert Ji played, but