He closed the Laptop and walked out of the study.

He opened the door and was surprised to see the woman standing at the door.

"Evelyn?!"

Evelyn's face betrayed no emotion, but she was definitely embarrassed by what she had said to him earlier. She smoothed her hair awkwardly and said, "Um, I have something to ask you."

Sheffield pulled her into his apartment, closed the door and took her into his arms. Winking at her playfully, he said, “You came here late at night to ask me something? Like when we're going to bed? After all, we haven't seen each other in so long. How about we stay up all night?’

"Sheffield!" With a red face, Evelyn glared at him. The embarrassment in her eyes vanished instantly because of his words

"That's my name. Don't wear it out. I know, you're shy, right? The bedroom's just down the hall!"

Evelyn was speechless. She grabbed his hand and warned him, “Do you want me to leave? Keep acting Like this and I will." Although she had an overnight stay in mind before she came here, she still felt a little embarrassed to be teased by Sheffield like that.

Sheffield knew when to stop. He lifted her hand gently to his Lips, kissed it, and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. What did you want to ask me?" He took out a pair of new slippers and changed them for her, being the kind, thoughtful boyfriend she knew he could be.

The day before, Sheffield spent the evening shopping. He'd bought all the things a woman might need. He hoped she'd drop by anytime, so they could make the beast with two backs.

He squatted down to change her shoes. Evelyn held his shoulder with one hand and raised his chin with the other.

“Dollie is pregnant,” she said, just to see how he would react.

She watched his face carefully.

Hearing that, Sheffield was stunned, but after a short pause, he only said, "Okay." He seemed to be waiting for her to go on.

"She said she was carrying your kid!" Evelyn wanted to hear an explanation. Something. Anything. Maybe he'd even say it wasn't his.

When he heard this, Sheffield sneered, "So she's pregnant. And?" Then he continued to change her shoes.

"And? And what?' Evelyn was confused.

He took her hand and pulled her into his bedroom.

"And it's your kid?

Is she telling the truth?" she asked in reply.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time she had been in Sheffield's bedroom.

The decoration was modern. The room was mainly decorated black and gray. There were a lot of cabinets. And most of the things inside were not ordinary.

Evelyn took a closer look at the things in the cabinets. There was a cabinet of racer models. Next to it was a cabinet of various kinds of trophies-racing trophies, piano trophies, paper awards, certificates of honor, and so on.

He pressed her against a cabinet, his body against hers. His warm breath sprayed on her face.

"Do you believe her or me?" he asked in a sexy voice.