True Love Waits

Not long after Sheffield's car left, two police cars came, responding to the call. Tayson went to the police station with them to make a statement.

The moment they pulled up to Sheffield's apartment, Evelyn's heart still fluttered with fear.

She felt uneasy in her heart. What if someone was after Sheffield because of her? Had their relationship put him in danger?

However, Sheffield seemed very relaxed. He took out her slippers and changed them for her. Then he asked, "Need a shower?"

She nodded her head absentmindedly. "Okay."

After Evelyn entered the bathroom, Sheffield went to the study and turned on his computer to call up the surveillance footage of the streets around No. 9 Princess Cruiser Nightclub.

The installed cameras didn't capture everything. There were limitations based on the camera's range and rotation. The stalker made most use of this. He must have come from somewhere there was no camera. The black car didn't show up for several minutes, and by then it was following Sheffield's car.

But Sheffield knew someone was following him. He pulled into an alley, where there were also no cameras. He killed the engine, and peered through the rear-view mirror. He could see the other car speeding past.

Sheffield was getting a little bored. He knew all this. Then something strange happened. The black car stopped. It looked like it was going to turn around, but the driver rolled to a stop, and stayed there for about a minute. Then the car zoomed off.

Sheffield zoomed in, hoping to catch a glimpse of the man's face. But the guy wore a black mask and a black hood, fouling attempts at identification. He couldn't even get the general shape of the man's face. Obviously, the man was extremely careful. He was well-disguised, and the car had no identifying marks whatsoever-no license plate, logo, or model.

The young doctor could tell the guy was driving an ordinary sedan. Sheffield compiled the few clues he could, and saved the important evidence on his computer.

By the time Evelyn finished showering and walked out of the bathroom, she saw him leaning against the headboard on the bed lazily, phone in hand. She was none the wiser as to what he'd been doing. Seeing her, he put down his cellphone and crooked his index finger in a come-hither gesture. Then he patted on the bed and said, "Honey, come here. I kept it warm for you."

Evelyn let down her hair. "Can I use your computer for a minute?" she asked him.

With the same grin on his face, he jumped out of the bed and said, "Sure! But why now?"

only take a minute." Wearing a white nightgown, Evelyn looked at him with

can use my computer, but you have to do something for me. Since

"Use me?"

kiss. And another kiss,

he gave in immediately. "Sorry, honey,"

go of

entered the study, Evelyn seemed excited about something rather

of your desktop computer

fact that there were dedicated macro-keys,

so, he nodded and said, "It's

you disconnect it and give

he needed to and handed it to her. "Anything else you want? It's yours!" With

then at the desktop computer he turned on, Sheffield scratched his head again. Didn't she say she wanted to use the computer? Why did she

turned off the computer and followed

bedroom, Evelyn drew the curtains and opened the door to the balcony. A gust of cold wind

the cold, and looked at Sheffield's pajamas. She

was confused again. "Evelyn, what are

chest, Evelyn took a glance at the keyboard and said

'Is Evelyn going

"Do you love me?"

I do!" he replied, still gazing at the keyboard. He smiled, but it lacked that sardonic look behind it. He smiled to mask his

a glint in her eyes. "So to prove you love me,

do that. But why