At dinner
Staring at Carlos, who was sitting at the table opposite her, Evelyn asked, "Dad, are you aware that you are no longer a young man? Your eldest daughter is almost thirty years old."
Carlos was a clever man. The image of the person he hated the most came across his mind. He wondered what Evelyn was trying to say, and casually asked, "So?"
"Don't judge a person by his appearance. You taught me that," Evelyn added, beating around the bush.
Her father was good at martial arts, but he was not at his peak anymore. Sheffield, however, had youth and strength on his side. She knew that her father would be downed in a fair fight with Sheffield.
Her heart ached when she remembered that Sheffield had had himself beaten up by Carlos in order to make his future father-in-law happy.
Carlos looked at his daughter with a stern expression in his eyes. "Are you saying that man is better than me?"
Evelyn's heart skipped a beat. 'There is no escaping this man!' she thought.
Carlos continued, "You want to talk to me about him, don't you?"
Debbie had gone to the bathroom to wash her hands, and since Terilynn wasn't going to be back home for dinner, there were only the two of them at the table.
"Can we talk?" she asked.
"No!" Carlos turned her down without hesitation. "You better get rid of that stupid idea. I will never allow you to marry him."
There was no trace of anger on her face. Instead, Evelyn smiled at her father and asked, "What if Mom allows?"
'Debbie?' Carlos' face darkened. "Has she met him?" he asked coldly.
"Yes. But I didn't tell her anything about him."
Carlos looked into Evelyn's playful eyes. He knew that she would rebel. There was only one way to stop her. "Your mom is as simple-minded as you are. She is not a good judge of people. If your mother agrees, I won't forbid you from seeing him anymore."
Hope shone in Evelyn's eyes when she heard that. But Carlos immediately added, "I'll go abroad and live in some nursing ho
ent shivers down his spine.
Joshua couldn't help bursting into laughter when he saw his buddy who looked like a wronged wife. "Oh my God! Sheffield! The Maestro Tang! Ah, I never thought I would live to see this day! This is hilarious! Unbelievably so!"
Evelyn stared at him and asked coldly, "Is this funny to you?"
Joshua covered his mouth reflexively. 'Oh my God! Her eyes are as cold as Carlos'. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now.'
"Just tell me what happened!" Evelyn ordered, standing there like an undisputed queen.
Joshua cleared his throat and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at his poor friend and continued with the story. "Well, the truth is that your Sheffield was trying to win a woman's first time—"
"What nonsense are you talking? That's—"
"Sheffield Tang!" Evelyn growled. "Since you don't want me to know the truth, would it be better if I leave and don't come back?"
"What? No! That's not what I—" He cast a warning glance at Joshua and said, "Cut the crap, asshole! Otherwise..." Sheffield drew a line across his neck, gesturing that if he made things any worse, he would be dead soon.
Joshua tried not to laugh and went on, "Sheffield raced against Fowler to save a girl. When he turned a corner, he lost control and the car toppled. And he ended up here, like this."
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