“Oh? Are you worried that I can't afford to support you?" He Laughed out loud.

Evelyn felt her face burn red with embarrassment. She retorted, "I don't need you to support me. I can take care of myself."

“Yeah, I hardly earn anything at the hospital. Please, have some mercy on the poor doctor. Keep me as your gigolo.”

She smirked.

"Dr. Sheffield, are you kidding me? You're wearing clothing from an international brand. I don't believe that you need to live off a woman."

He Lifted her body a bit higher, making her Lie more comfortably on his back before replying, "This is just a fake.”

"A fake?' It was one of the luxury brands bankrolled by Hilton Group.

She could easily tell a fake from the real thing.

“I work for Hilton

Group," she said coldly.

Her words silenced Sheffield at once.

He was indeed wearing an international brand of clothing that was under

Hilton Group, with top-notch quality and a very high price.

“Cat got your tongue?" Evelyn continued to make fun of him and tilted her head to look at his profile.

Beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. She pulled out a tissue from her purse and wiped his face.

“I was just wondering if I should tell you the truth. I borrowed these from a friend."

She didn't buy it.

"Oh? Your friend is so generous. But Dr. Sheffield, as far as I know, most doctors are clean freaks, and you seem to be one of them too. Could you really wear other people's clothes?"

Sheffield was distracted by her gentle hand movements on his face. He didn't feel tired of carrying her on his back; in fact, he was more energetic than ever.

“Has anyone ever told you that you are a smart woman?"

"Yes. My father. He always says I'm smarter than my younger brother."

But Evelyn knew that Matthew was way smarter than her. Carlos only said that to irritate his son.

She felt comfortable lying on Sheffield's broad back. Moreover, he didn't pant at all after carrying her all the way down the hill. She figured that he was stronger than he Looked.

“Iam fine now. Put me down." Her legs didn't feel sore anymore.

“Never mind. We are almost at the exit. How about we go out for dinner tonight after getting some rest at the guesthouse?" He didn't want to tire her out by dragging her along with him all day long.