Chapter 15 Hands off My Man

Evan didn't turn around. He merely stopped for a moment before walking out of the suite. What was up with his attitude? He was Samuel's uncle, not mine, and we were only eight years apart, not 10 or 20. Why did he always have that holier-than-thou attitude? Couldn't I get into a relationship at 18? I arranged the translated documents neatly. After returning to my room, I ruminated over our interaction and grew even more upset. I couldn't believe he had told me to return to Juville and even said anyone could replace me. I harrumphed. As if I would be intimidated! Since he didn't need me, didn't that mean I could relax and take a good nap? I fell asleep immediately. I slept like a log. I didn't know how long I slept. When I was drifting in and out of consciousness, I suddenly heard a loud bang. It sounded like something heavy had fallen. When I opened my eyes in confusion, I saw Evan walking toward me from the balcony. The sunset cast a golden halo around him. The shadows on hi