Slowly Falling into His Love Trap

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: What Did You Do to Me?

Evelyn Morgan was utterly exhausted; today’s classes were already packed. At noon she accompanied Logan Shaw shopping, and in the evening she cooked and cleaned, without the slightest idea that she was not on her bed at home right now.

Moreover, this embrace was so warm.

Just like the embrace her mother gave her in her memory, it could shield her from all storms and rain, allowing her to grow up happily.

"Mom..." she whispered in her dream, "Mom..."

Caden Lockwood’s eyebrows tightened, and he kissed her forehead softly, holding her frail, tender body in his arms.

It was as if harboring any impure thoughts about her tonight would make him a beast.

"Sleep." he said in a deep voice, "Have a good night’s rest. Ahead lies a lot of things you need to deal with."

Gently patting her back, he chuckled, wondering if he was coaxing her to sleep.

Admittedly, having lived this long, it was the first time he worried about something so trivial: worried she would wake up.

She was his sleeping pill!

He couldn’t let her just slip away!

That night, both Caden Lockwood and Evelyn Morgan slept soundly. Since they slept early, naturally, Evelyn woke up early too.

As usual, she stretched lazily while still keeping her eyes closed, but felt not quite comfortable, as if something was binding her.

She couldn’t help opening her eyes, and the handsome face of Caden Lockwood came into view. He was still asleep, with eyes closed.

Breathing hitched, she blinked and closed her eyes again, thinking she was dreaming.

No way!

If it were a dream, why could she feel the weight around her waist?

This... was not a dream!

Evelyn Morgan suddenly opened her eyes, and reacted strongly by using all her strength to push Caden Lockwood away. She grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him: "Scumbag! Pervert! Shameless! Freak! Jerk! What did you do to me!"

Caden Lockwood finally opened his eyes, his gaze chilly and indifferent, a powerful coldness sweeping all over him as he stared at Evelyn Morgan.

Evelyn shrank back, clutching the covers around her, nose sour, tears welling up in her eyes, ready to fall.

Recalling the events of last night, she was on the massage chair, waiting for him to speak; he didn’t, so she unwittingly fell asleep.

But waking up, she was in his house, lying on the same bed with him!

Damn it!

He did it to her again...

The coldness engulfing her felt like it would freeze her solid, shivering as she faced those murderous-looking eyes, she looked away in despair.

She even began to get guilty, wondering if she had slept with him again this time.

Forcing herself to calm down, she took a deep breath.

Last night, she merely fell asleep. If he did anything to her, she should have felt it!

Slightly lifting up the covers, she looked at herself and saw her clothes were intact.

He... didn’t touch her?

Caden Lockwood seethed with rage; waking up to so many labels thrown at him, if he didn’t act, wouldn’t he be letting himself down!

Pressing forward, he grabbed her resisting hands, stared into her eyes, and coldly spoke: "I’ll give you a proper lesson so you understand what a scumbag, pervert, shameless person, freak, jerk really means!"

With those words, he leaned in toward her lips.

"Uncle!" she panicked, turning her face away, and the heated kiss landed on her earlobe, "I’m sorry! I was wrong! I didn’t understand the situation! You didn’t touch me! Right? You didn’t touch me!"