"Yes, I used to love you. I loved you more than life itself. I didn't want to live if I had to do it without you. But the past two years made me realize that I didn't need you in my Life. Being single is good. I don't need to worry about how you're doing, and I don't have to think about how to make you happy. Nor do I have to rack my brains to please your family. Come to think it, it was exhausting being with you. Now, Life is good since I have nothing to worry about."

When he finished, Evelyn didn't speak. The only thing anyone could hear was the sound of their breathing.

Except Evelyn suddenly found it hard to breathe. Her heart broke into pieces.

Her face was downcast, a look of loss crossed her features.

“Then for the past two years... you never thought about me?”

“That's impossible. After all, I loved you. How could it be possible to forget so easily? At first, I thought about you every night. I couldn't even fall asleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I'd see you. But then, I remembered you didn't love me at all and even got engaged to another guy. That hurt. A lot. As time went by, it got better. I'm finally over you." He sounded so calm-there was no trace of sadness in his eyes.

“No, that's not. she tried to explain. ‘That's not it. I never stopped loving you...‘

"So, Miss Evelyn, I won't bug you anymore. Date who you want, marry them if you Love them. Don't worry about me. I'm all good with it.”

She clenched the box in her hand and indignantly stated, "That's not what you said two years ago!"

He once told Calvert he would take her away from him if Calvert didn't treat her right.

"You mean what I said on the day of your engagement, right? I was being dramatic. Don't take it too seriously."

‘Don't take it too seriously?’ For the past two years, she never forgot those words of his, and guilt had dogged her the whole time!

"I want to start over with you," she said bluntly. She wanted them to be like normal lovers, rediscovering each other, dating and then getting married.

Sheffield's hands balled into fists with excitement. He had been waiting for this moment.

"Haven't you been keeping up with the news?

I've gone back to being a man-slut. Don't you care?”

“Of course I do," she told him honestly.

“Then we shouldn't be together, I like my new Lifestyle. And I'm not giving it up for you." No one was as skilled a liar as Sheffield was.

Evelyn was back to calm.

“If that's what you want.”

Sheffield was puzzled. ‘That didn't go the way I expected.'

“I'LL Let you get back to work, Mr. Sheffield. Have a nice day." Evelyn turned to walk towards the door.

Ever since she showed up in his office, she had been as proud as ever.

She never apologized or played to his ego.

She stood at the door with the sensor, and it wouldn't respond. She glanced at the wall. There was only one screen.