Sheffield's heart was ignited immediately. He held her in his arms and passionately kissed her back on her bloody red lips.
Everything happened so naturally that both of them thought it was a beautiful dream.
In the middle of the night, Sheffield finally stopped because he was afraid that Evelyn wouldn't be able to bear it anymore. He kissed the exhausted and sleepy woman in his arms.
"Eve..." He had called her
“Lina" during the act, but she said she didn't Like others calling her that. So, he changed to “Eve.”
“Yes?" Evelyn held back her sleep.
“Don't sleep. I have something to tell you.”
In a hoarse voice, she said, "Don't worry. We are adults and this is normal. You don't have to take any responsibility for this."
She was exhausted, and having sex was not the same as she had thought.
Besides, she had thought that Sheffield was only a doctor who never got much exercise. Unexpectedly, when she took off his shirt, she was surprised to see his firm abs. He was as good as any male model.
Sheffield's heart sank when he heard Evelyn's words. He said, "But..."
‘But this is your first time, ' he thought.
Burying her head in his arms, Evelyn said casually, "We were both satisfied. You're Leaving tomorrow and we won't be in touch anymore.
So, don't think too much about it."
ALL the words that he had wanted to say to her turned into a sneer in the end.
“Yeah, you are right," he said with a sarcasm-lLaced voice. He couldn't contact her even if he wanted to; they hadn't exchanged each other's contact information.
But he had to take the initiative. So, he grabbed his phone and opened his WeChat.
"Give me your WeChat account if you don't want to tell me your phone number.”
Evelyn was stunned. Reflexively, she refused, “No. I use my WeChat account for work."
Sheffield's face darkened.
"Then, give me your phone number or your address."
“I said we are done and we don't need to keep in touch!" Evelyn wasn't a clingy woman. She wasn't going to pester him or force him to take responsibility just because they had sex for one night.
Sheffield's face clouded with pure anger. He had always thought that women were just a spice of life, that they were far less important than many other things. But at that moment, the woman in front of him was different. If it were anyone else, he would have left without hesitation.
This woman he had sex with was the one he had fallen in love with for the first time in his life; she was different from the other women he had met.
“Your phone number! Give it to me, Evelina!" He raised his voice.