“Calm down?"

The mere glimpse of her unbuttoned shirt drove him mad with anger. How could he compose himself in such a situation?

He gently brushed off Evelyn's hand and raised his fist again towards

Napier's face. The guy lost a tooth and there was blood in his mouth.

The two nurses were so frightened by what Sheffield did that they stepped back. They were familiar with him. As far as they could remember, he was always smiling and charming which was why most of the single nurses and female doctors gushed about him.

It was the first time that they had seen Sheffield so furious. He was so scary right now.

Evelyn asked Tayson to stop Sheffield from beating Napier up. Finally, with Carey's help, Tayson was successful.

With blood flowing from his mouth and head, Napier was Lying on the floor, having trouble breathing.

The doctors and nurses could have dressed his wound here, but now they had to take him to the hospital in a stretcher.

In the apartment

Sheffield and Evelyn were alone in the Living room. As she gazed back at him, she inquired, “How is your hand?"

He caught a glimpse of her face and asked, “Who is he? Why was he in your apartment? What did he do to you?"

Evelyn didn't know how to answer his questions. The things that Napier just did to her... She didn't expect that he would do that, and it was difficult for her to voice it out.

For a while, she remained silent, much to Sheffield's displeasure

His hands balled into fists. His eyes reddened from fury. However, when he spoke, his voice was fairly calm.

“Evelyn, what do you think I am to you? You fought with me because of Calvert. And now I don't even have the right to know what happened? Am I just someone you have sex with?

Is that it?"

“No, it's not Like that.

"Do you think you should be with Calvert? You agree with your father don't you? Do you also think I'm just a doctor who doesn't deserve you?" He was still mad at her about their last fight. He'd lost his temper. How she was acting caused him to say such hurtful things that he didn't give much thought to.

Evelyn went silent.

How could he possibly think that? To her, he was this amazing man who was not only a good doctor but also good at racing, Chinese medicine and playing the piano. She admired him for that. Why would he think all those things?

When she didn't answer his questions, he grew angrier. He reached out his hands and pulled her into his arms.

“Evelyn, you're not even going to talk to me?" he asked, gritting his teeth.

She shook her head.

“Please calm down.”