Debbie stopped peeling the band aid at once.

“What if you get infected while taking a shower?"

“I can take care of myself."

Sighing, Debbie put the first-aid kit away and said, “Let's go. Let

Evelyn be. She had a busy day at work, and I'm sure she's tired."

Carlos nodded and stood up from the sofa.

"You wanna know what I think?" he asked Evelyn.

"I think you need to play harder to get

String him on for a couple years if you want. If you get with him too quickly it might make you Look desperate."

He turned to Debbie.

“Honey, why are you staring at me? I mean it. We need to let Sheffield know that Evelyn's not that easy. Otherwise, he won't think she's worth keeping."

Debbie tried her hardest to drag the man out of the room as he prattled.

Carlos didn't want to Leave the room yet.

“I haven't hugged Gwyn yet

“Let the baby sleep now. You can see her tomorrow! Out!" Debbie insisted.

“Okay, okay." Carlos dropped the idea of hugging his granddaughter, but he was still angry with Sheffield. He continued, “Look, Evelyn. See this bruise? That was Sheffield. Tell him if he tries anything like that again, I'll beat the shit out of him every time I see him."

Carlos' voice trailed off when the door finally shut.

Silence reigned in the bedroom once more. Evelyn felt her head ache.

She missed the calm, cold, decisive Carlos. What happened to him? How did he manage to lose his cool?

Sighing helplessly, she tucked her sleeping daughter in and kissed her forehead before heading to the bathroom for a shower

The next morning, at Hilton Group

Evelyn called Nadia in and said, “Contact Theo Group and set up a meeting. I want to talk to Mr. Sheffield about his research projects."

Actually, Evelyn didn't want to talk to him directly, so she asked

Nadia to do it.

Nadia nodded, "Yes, Evelyn.”