Realizing that she wasn't following him, he turned around and looked at the woman standing there.

"Aren't you going home?"

She took a few steps closer to him, “Roscoe is the younger brother of my second ex-boyfriend, the one who was the former CEO of one of Hilton

Group's branch companies."

Sheffield nodded without looking at her.

"And? Are you feeling guilty?

Is that why you let them treat you like that?"

"Yes," Evelyn said. There was no point in denying. It didn't matter whether she was really a jinx or not; it was undeniably true that

Richard Fitzgerald had died because of her.

Sheffield's anger grew.

“Evelyn, you are a stickler for principles. Why don't you have any Limits for your guilt? How can you let that asshole humiliate you like that? You may be able to tolerate it, but I can't!

Every time I see him, I'll beat him down. I meant what I said earlier."

With that, he turned around and walked away from her.

Evelyn caught up to him, grabbed his hand and said quickly, “Sheffield!

If humiliating me can make the Fitzgerald family a bit happier, I will at least feel Less guilty. And Roscoe just hurled some verbal abuses.

He can't really hurt me." Roscoe meant little to her. She didn't care about what he said.

"Are you saying that I was in the wrong here?" Sheffield asked, looking her in the eye.

Evelyn shook her head. She could understand his anger.

"I know you did that for me, so..."

"So? So you want to bear all the consequences yourself?" he asked, completing the sentence for her.

Evelyn fell silent. ‘How did he know what I was thinking?’

Without warning, Sheffield pulled her into his arms and held her so tight that she could hardly breathe.

He whispered in her ear, “Evelyn, I can deal with the Fitzgerald family myself, even without Theo Group backing me up. Let me tell you something. People around me think highly of me because I'm the CEO, but to me, that company is nothing but a burden. Theo Group will only hold me back instead of giving me any sort of support, and I don't care. I can fight against the Fitzgerald family myself. If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

Evelyn gasped for air in his arms. What he was claiming shocked her even more. She looked up blankly at his face. The expressions on his face changed as he spoke-he was confident at first, then his eyes clouded with anger. And amidst all that was a hint of helplessness.

Sheffield lowered his head to look at the expressionless woman. He loosened his embrace and said, "Do you still not believe in me?"