I'm pretty sure that Evelyn has misunderstood us. Please say something to her for me."

Joshua was feeling sick after having to listen to Sheffield's teasing.

Now, it was his turn to gloat.

"Clean up your own mess, Little bro." He laughed and hung up.

Sheffield looked at the phone helplessly. Then he rushed to show Evelyn the call log.

“Honey, I swear I was just talking with Joshua. See for yourself."

Without bothering to cast a single glance at his phone, Evelyn asked coldly, “Have you ever considered my feelings when you casually flirt with other women?"

"No, it was Joshua on the phone.

"I'm not talking about Joshua!" Did he really think that she was emotionless? That she didn't care if he flirted with other women? Well, he was wrong!

Evelyn was also a woman, and she loved Sheffield. Every time she saw him flirting with other women, or when a woman came to provoke her in his name, she just pretended to be calm. But deep down, she had always wished that she could skin Sheffield alive.

She had never had a chance to settle accounts with him before. Now was the time to finally chow him down.

“What? Whom are you talking about then? I haven't flirted with any women recently. I swear!"

Crossing her arms over her chest, Evelyn leaned against the door and raised her eyebrows at him questioningly. She cut to the chase.

"I heard you wanted to sleep with your sister-in-law?" she asked coldly.

Sheffield was surprised for a moment and then said, “Oh, you mean

Kaylee." ‘They must have met. And Kaylee snitched on me, ' he thought.

“So, you admit it?"

Putting away his phone, he said in a relaxed tone, “Admit what? That I wanted to sleep with Kaylee, that vicious woman? Really, Eve? Do you think I have such bad taste in women?"

“Didn't you say those words to her yourself?" she pressed.

Sheffield didn't deny.

“I did. I just wanted to piss Sterling off.

Evelyn, I could never—"

“I'm not convinced!" she replied decisively, then turned around and left.

Sheffield scratched the back of his head and followed her to the bedroom.

“What can I do to make you understand? I really hate that woman."