Slowly Falling into His Love Trap

Chapter 420: It’s My Fault, I Went Too Far

Listening to Aunt May’s words, Caden Lockwood’s breath caught, doubting if he had heard wrong.

Was it him who hurt Evelyn Morgan?

When he wanted her, he was so frenzied, as if he had to unleash all the physical desire he had suppressed for more than twenty years all at once.

He kept pursuing her, refusing to stop even when she begged him to.

So, in his madness, did he really hurt her?

God!

What exactly had he done!

He had already forced her, and yet... he injured her too?

"I’ve already called a private doctor; he should be here soon. I thought you should know about this, young master, so I’m telling you first," Aunt May said softly.

Caden Lockwood’s face turned darker than ink, the radiant moonlight shining on his face, outlining his distinct features, the shadows giving his face even more depth, like a sculpted figure, emitting a daunting aura of anger that no one dared to approach.

Caden Lockwood resembled an enraged lion with all his anger directed at himself.

Now what!

How could Evelyn Morgan ever forgive him?

Stepping on the gas pedal, Caden Lockwood quickly rushed home.

Five steps turned into a stroll as he pushed open the bedroom door, greeted by Evelyn Morgan’s pale, worn face, with her large, moist eyes appearing extremely sorrowful.

A pang struck Caden Lockwood’s heart, and he took a big step forward, speaking gently, "Evelyn, I..."

Upon seeing Caden Lockwood, Evelyn Morgan’s reaction immediately became agitated.

She was like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, instantly shouting out, "Get out! Don’t appear in front of me! Go away! I don’t want to see you! Get out!"

"Evelyn!" Caden Lockwood hurriedly exclaimed.

He wanted to calm Evelyn Morgan’s emotions, but she kept hitting him with a pillow, refusing to let him come a step closer.

He couldn’t force her any more, standing there, unable either to leave or stay, with worry and pain flooding between his brows, along with unmistakable regret and self-blame.

Evelyn Morgan was so scared that every single hair on her body stood on end.

She shivered continuously, even covered under blankets, unable to warm the chill emitting from inside her.

Gripping the pillow in her hand, she kept hitting Caden Lockwood, tears pouring down like a flood unleashed.

"It’s my fault," Caden Lockwood apologized in a low voice, "Evelyn, calm down, I admit, yesterday I lost control, but at that time, it couldn’t have been all my fault, you were drugged by that bastard man, and if I hadn’t had you, you’d have been in great discomfort. We’re a married couple, and originally, you’d already agreed to be with me, right?"

Hearing Caden Lockwood’s explanation, Evelyn Morgan suddenly stopped crying, stopped making a scene, as if her soul had been sucked away, leaving only a shell behind.

Her hand holding the pillow slowly lowered, she was like a deflated balloon, dazed, with not a trace of lively joy on her face.

She... had been drugged?

When last night?

She had only interacted with that man who approached her for a few minutes!

Moreover, she hadn’t taken anything from him.

As if seeing Evelyn Morgan’s confusion, Caden Lockwood continued to explain: "It was during the magic trick he performed for you, making you smell the flower, which was drugged."

So why did she go to such a place?

As a girl, how dangerous!

Evelyn Morgan’s gaze grew dimmer, curling up against the bed’s headboard, as if wanting to leave this world.

She was even more panicked and desperate.

Drugged?

If Caden Lockwood hadn’t arrived in time, then wouldn’t she have...

But, she was drugged, did that give Caden the right to torment her over and over?

She was in so much pain, so exhausted, but he had no intention of stopping!

Was it her body’s need for him to torment her for so long?

Absolutely not!

Gripping the pillow, Evelyn continued hitting Caden Lockwood.

While hitting him, she sobbed, "Go! Go away! Don’t appear in front of me! Boo hoo hoo— I never want to see you again! I want a divorce!"