True Love Waits

Sheffield could smell the aroma of toast, scrambled eggs and hash browns in the morning. Still in a daze, he rubbed his eyes yawning. He could hear someone making breakfast in the kitchen, while a cleaning lady was cleaning up the mess in the living room from last night. "Good morning, sir!" said the cleaning lady, as she nodded at him politely.

Sheffield concealed his puzzlement as he nodded back and awkwardly retreated into the kitchen. Much to his surprise, there he was greeted by a chef, not Evelyn.

He turned around and asked the cleaning lady, "Who asked you to come here?"

"A lady called in for cleaning services earlier on. I assume she is your wife?" replied the cleaning lady, uncertain as to who Evelyn was.

Since he was wearing matching pajamas, the cleaning lady simply concluded that they were a cohabiting couple.

'My wife?' The way she addressed Evelyn made his heart jump with joy. He grinned from ear to ear and said, "Okay, thank you!"

"You are welcome, sir!" The cleaning lady continued to sweep the floor.

Sheffield pushed open the door to the study and saw Evelyn sitting at his desk in her pajamas. Her eyes were glued to the screen of the laptop and her phone was propped up against her face by her shoulder. "I'll talk to you about this later." When she saw Sheffield come inside, she paused and continued, "I'll come to the company later. We'll talk then."

Putting away her phone, she stood up and pointed to the computer screen. "I was just checking my emails on your computer." There were many things that she couldn't understand on his computer. Sheffield smiled affectionately and pulled her into his arms. "I thought I was dreaming last night. Turns out, you are really here."

When she recalled how passionate he had been last night, Evelyn blushed and looked up into his eyes. "Actually, I'm here to apologize." Last night, he had apologized to her first, and then she had no chance to speak.

Now, Sheffield deliberately didn't give Evelyn a chance to speak because he knew what she was going to say. He jutted his chin towards his laptop and said, "Are you done?" "Yes, I was just going to turn it off."

"Allow me." Stretching out his arm to close the laptop, he walked out with her in his arms and asked, "Is the chef cooking breakfast or lunch?" It was almost ten o'clock now.

"Breakfast." Evelyn didn't know how to cook, so she called for a chef to come over.

"Let's go and eat first!" The couple walked out of the study together.

and looked at

finish. "Let's eat first. I haven't eaten anything since last night. I am starving!" Sheffield had so much alcohol to drink last night that he had completely forgotten about the

decided to make a compromise, taking in a deep breath and

the blue, a

a moment. I'll be right back!" "Okay." Evelyn watched

as he returned to his seat, he was served an enormous platter of food. "Have you been craving a good

In less than half an hour, the chef had prepared a simple Western

then put

already cleaned

closet where Sheffield was picking out clothes.

a pair of black pants and a red casual coat with red and gray plaid linings. "Put this on. I'll

first time Sheffield had worn this red coat since he bought it. However, since Evelyn wanted to

highlighted his fair skin, making him appear as fair

of

at the man putting on a wristwatch in the bedroom,

her and

for what happened yesterday. I didn't mean to." Evelyn desperately

pause, he curled his lips

sank immediately. His nonchalance made her wonder whether he was just covering up his emotions really well or he really didn't care about

something occurred to him. He stopped smiling and asked, "Did I apologize to you last

up an image of himself apologizing to her, but he wasn't

said, "Actually, you don't have to feel

will willingly suffer all my life." Sheffield peered into her eyes and continued, "I hope that you can talk to me about anything in

enough for him to make it