It seemed to be a photo taken a few years ago. Evelyn still had a baby face, and she was dressed in a pink, fashionable dress.

Carlos and Debbie were in the back row. Next to Debbie stood a young man in a white shirt, who resembled Carlos a lot. He looked very grown-up, despite the fact that he still was quite young. There was no doubt this young man was Evelyn's brother, Matthew.

Sheffield took out his phone, aimed it at the family photo, and zoomed in to take a picture of the young Evelyn. Then, he put the picture back and kissed Evelyn's face on his phone screen.

“My Evelyn is so pretty, ' he thought.

When Evelyn emerged from the bathroom, Sheffield was talking on the phone with Gifford.

"You always appear and disappear mysteriously; how do you know what's going on?" the doctor snorted.

Gifford smiled gloatingly and said, “That's none of your business. I have my ways. You and Joshua are still under thirty years old. Don't forget our agreement."

“Hey, is it too late to back out of this?" Sheffield regretted having made such a stupid oath with his friends.

“Of course... No way! Bruh! I'm looking forward to your wedding. Or

Joshua's, if he gets there. I wanna see you and another woman make the beast with two backs on the night before the wedding," Gifford smiled.

“Fuck off!" Sheffield yelled, feeling a little gloomy.

But when he saw Evelyn coming out of the bathroom in pajamas, his gloom disappeared at once. He interrupted Gifford's nagging.

“Dude, I'm going to sleep. Talk with you later.”

“Hey, wait... Hello? Sheffield?" The call was ended in an instant.

Looking at his phone, Gifford muttered to himself, "Why did he hang up so soon?"

Sheffield turned off his phone, tossed it aside and held Evelyn in his arms.

“You took a while in there. But you're mine, at Last."

Evelyn took the towel off her head and wiped her hair.

"I tried to make it quick." Sometimes, it would take her at least two hours to bathe.

“Is it because you can't wait to make Love to me? Are you as eager as I am?" he asked with a wicked grin on his face.

Her face was already a little red after the hot bath; now, it was as red as a tomato because of his flirting. She pinched his face hard to vent her anger. She felt a bit better when she saw his handsome face distort some.

He gave in and said with tenderness, “Okay, I'll stop now. Where is the hair dryer? Let me dry your hair."

Evelyn cast him a sidelong glance and raised her brows.

"I thought you were in a hurry. Think you can wait until I finish drying my hair?" It took a woman a lot of time to manage her hair.

“Even if I can't wait to make love, I can't let you sleep with your hair wet, right?" said Sheffield, kissing her on the lips