Chapter 853 A Kept Man


    Dollie was not a short girl, but Sheffield was taller than her, after all. That was why he had to lower his


    head to look inside her ear.


    Meanwhile, Dollie actively leaned closer to him. So, obscured by Sheffield''s body, it looked like they


    were kissing.


    "What part of your ear hurts?" Sheffield asked. He didn''t find anything unusual in her ear, no spot, no


    swelling.


    Taking a step back, Dollie rubbed her ear and said shyly, "I think I''m all right now. Thanks, Sheffield."


    After saying that, she bowed her head and touched her lips with the back of her hand.


    Her face was as red as a rose. Anyone who was looking at them behind Sheffield would figure out what


    he did there.


    Holding a ss of wine, Evelyn kept her same cold expression when she saw them. When she passed


    by them, she was about to make a detour.


    "Evelyn?" asked Sheffield as soon as he spotted her.


    Today, Evelyn wore a white, sexy, backless, deep V halter dress, revealing her lovely back. Even the


    two dimples of Venus on her lower back could be seen clearly. Sheffield''s eyes practically left his head


    to follow her.


    Evelyn stopped in her tracks, turned around and nodded to him indifferently. "Mr. Tang." Then she


    continued walking.


    Sheffield hade to this wine-tasting party with Dollie for another reason entirely. He didn''t really


    want to taste the wine, nor did he care about Dollie. Now that he caught sight of Evelyn, he was thrilled,


    talk," he said.


    "We have nothing to talk about."


    "Actually, we do. At least tell me why you''re angry, so I can apologize." She was really confusing him.


    Seeing this, Dollie ran up to him and grabbed on to his arm. "Sheffield, didn''t you say you''d help me


    pick out a bottle of wine?"


    Sheffield had wanted to break free of Dollie''s grip, but Evelyn didn''t want to talk to him. She walked


    away heartlessly. He stopped and looked at her receding figure. Sighing, he had no choice but to help


    Dollie with her wine dilemma.


    When Joshua found Sheffield, he was paying for the bottle of red wine he had picked out. "There you


    are, dude!"


    Sheffield threw him a nce. "And right on time, too. I have something to ask you."


    "What''s on your mind?" Joshua asked.


    Dollie watched the worker pack the bottle of red wine. Sheffield took a few steps away from her and


    whispered to Joshua, "Evelyn''s mad at me. But I didn''t do anything to piss her off. Do you know why?"


    "Mad? You tell me and we''ll both know," Joshua replied, jokingly.


    The doctor sighed, "Just forget I asked."


    He then walked around the venue and soon found Evelyn.


    There were many men around her, all trying to get a word in edgewise. From time to time, she would


    respond with a faint smile.


    Casting a nce at the diminished amount of red wine in his ss, Sheffield asked a waiter who


    carried a tray to fill his ss.


    He approached the woman with a full ss of red wine.


    At first, Evelyn had run into an acquaintance and was chatting with him. But she started attracting all


    sorts of attention. She wanted to leave, but they kept asking her questions. So she had no choice but to


    at least smile and nod.


    "Yes, Mr. Li''s right, but ZL Group—" Evelyn was interrupted by someone bumping into her. She felt a


    spreading moisture around her waist. Then she heard a familiar voice. "Ouch, who hit me?! Oh, my


    God! Miss Huo, I''m so sorry. Look, it got all over you. I''m really sorry!"


    Sheffield kept apologizing, but there wasn''t the slightest bit of guilt in his eyes.


    Evelyn''s face turned cold at his words. With a smile, he took off his suit jacket and apologized to her


    once again. "I''m sorry, Miss Huo. I stained your dress. But don''t worry; I''ll buy you a new one." He


    gently draped his suit jacket over her shoulders, covering her back.


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    Several men in the crowd whispered in confusion. "Who is this guy? Spilling wine all over Miss Huo''s


    dress? Does he have a death wish?"


    "Each of her evening dresses costs at least a million! How could he afford to pay that?"


    "Who knows? The guy has lightplexioned skin. Maybe he has a sugar mama somewhere."


    Strangely, people were talking about Sheffield like he was a gigolo now.


    "And so he lets her use his cheap coat? Isn''t he afraid Miss Huo might get angry?"


    Although he had heard everything they said, Sheffield was not going to make a fuss about it because


    he''d done what he set out to do. He was in a good mood now.


    Evelyn put her ss of wine aside and gathered the suit jacket around her more tightly. "Excuse me,"


    she said to the crowd.


    Ignoring everyone''s curious nces, Sheffield grabbed her wrist and led her to the elevator.


    On the way, he made a phone call. "Send some evening dresses to Riverside Maple Hotel."


    When they were waiting for the elevator, Evelyn exhaled deeply. She cast a cold nce at the man,


    who looked ted, and said, "You did that on purpose."


    "Of course!" He didn''t deny it.


    Evelyn''s face reddened in anger. "What do you want?"


    Sheffield drew closer to her and warned, "Don''t ever put on a backless dress again. I''ll tear it off


    whenever I see you dress like that!"


    "That''s none of your business!"


    "The hell it''s not! If you can''t dress properly, I will lead you away and teach you a lesson each time."


    Sheffield didn''t want other men to take advantage of his woman, even with their eyes.


    Evelyn could hardly believe his conservative thinking. "Wow, are you for real? This is the 21st century!


    It''s just a backless dress. Why are you making a mountain out of a molehill?"


    The elevator doors opened. He grabbed her hand and took her inside. He said nonchntly, "Yeah, I''m


    old-fashioned like that."


    She didn''t know how to respond. The young CEO wanted to explode in anger.


    After walking out of the elevator, he got with the hotel manager so he could rent a room. That way,


    Evelyn had a ce to get changed.


    The manager of the hotel arranged a presidential suite for her at once. He took a room card and led


    them to the elevator without checking their ID cards. "Miss Huo, sir, this way please!"


    "Thank you!" Evelyn said politely.


    In the suite


    After dismissing the manager, Sheffield closed the door and held Evelyn in his arms from behind.


    "Evelyn, you look stunning today," he said after smelling her hair.


    Evelyn angrily pushed his arms away and warned, "Stay away from me."


    He turned her around to look her in the eye. "I wish I could. But every time I see you, I just can''t control


    myself. I just want to get close to you, kiss you, and... sleep with you!" He kissed her on the lips.


    Evelyn tilted her head and looked away. "One more word and I''ll toss you out of the window."


    "Okay, I''ll stop. But tell me, why on earth are you angry? I have thought about it for a long time, but I


    still can''t figure it out. Are you angry because you miss me, but I haven''t told you I miss you too?"


    "Where''s your scalpel?"


    "Why do you want my scalpel?"


    "So I can rearrange your face and see how thick your skin is, asshole!"