The next day, Caden Lockwood went to the company early, and after wandering around bored at home, Evelyn Morgan hesitated again and again but finally decided to call Cecilia Lynch.

Cecilia Lynch just happened to be free, so Evelyn invited her over to her place to hang out.

Cecilia happily went over, and the two of them stayed in the bedroom, chatting away and losing track of time, forgetting about any sadness or panic.

"You’re living in this luxurious house! Your little uncle is really nice to you!" Cecilia teased Evelyn with a mischievous smile, "Do you two still sleep in the same bed every night? Evelyn, nothing really happened? I don’t believe it!"

"Stop it!" Evelyn’s cheeks flushed red, "I called you over today because..."

Hesitating for a moment, Evelyn continued, "I... I’m actually in a mess right now, Cece, I don’t know what to do."

"What’s the matter?" Cecilia asked softly, "Are you having a tiff with your little uncle?"

Evelyn shook her head.

She leaned closer to Cecilia and lowered her voice, "You know, I almost spend every day with my little uncle, and we sleep together, but till now, he hasn’t touched me."

Cecilia nodded, signaling Evelyn to continue. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"And... he never forces himself on me." Evelyn lightly bit her lip, "I can feel that he’s holding back and it’s hard for him."

Listening to Evelyn, a faint smile appeared on Cecilia’s lips.

"I..." Evelyn let out a long sigh, "I don’t know what to do."

"Evelyn." Cecilia gazed out the window, "Do you realize how happy you are right now and how much I envy you?"

Huh?

Evelyn was a bit puzzled.

"Don’t tease me!" Evelyn sighed helplessly, "I feel like my life is completely messed up! I really don’t know how it suddenly changed from calm to this!"

Cecilia retorted, "Isn’t it good like this now?"

Evelyn was tongue-tied.

She couldn’t say if her current life was good or bad.

"You and your little uncle are a legitimate couple, yet he respects your feelings and doesn’t touch you, waiting for you to be willing." Cecilia’s smile deepened, yet it seemed more melancholic.

Pausing for a moment, she continued, "A man like him, willing to restrain himself for you, it’s either he doesn’t love you or loves you too much. What do you think it is?"

Hearing Cecilia’s words, Evelyn’s pupils trembled.

Doesn’t love?

Loves too much?

"But..." Evelyn’s mind was even more chaotic, "I asked him if he loves me, and he hasn’t given me a clear answer yet!"

"Love isn’t something you ask, it’s something you feel." Cecilia pointed to Evelyn’s heart, "Doesn’t your little uncle love you, can’t you feel it?"

"..."

"Evelyn, I can’t make decisions for you or tell you what to do." After a pause, Cecilia continued, "But don’t think you’re living a hard life. If one day you lose your current life, maybe you’ll miss it."

Listening to Cecilia’s almost prophetic words, Evelyn’s lips awkwardly moved, unsure of what to say.

Actually, Cecilia was right.

Right now, her life could really be described as "happy."

It’s just her own discontent.

After sizing up Cecilia, Evelyn asked, "And what about you? Has Julian Keaton disturbed you again?"