Chapter 890 Copycat


    All Evelyn could wonder at that moment was whether Sheffield was feeling guilty or not. How could she


    focus on what they were doing while her head was not in the game? She snorted and said in a low


    whisper, "Because you didn''t answer my question." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of


    coquetry.


    Sheffield chuckled and nibbled on her earlobe. Her chest rose and fell slowly. His evil voice rang beside


    her ear. "You may continue to put your mind elsewhere, but don''t beg meter..."


    Evelyn''s breath hitched. ''Would I end up begging him?'' Every time they had sex, he wouldn''t let her


    sleep until she begged him to. She could hardly keep pace with him.


    The next morning, Sheffield got up before Evelyn.


    He''d had enough exercisest night. So, he decided to skip his usual morning jog. He ran out to buy


    breakfast and came back to the apartment soon.


    Knowing that Evelyn wouldn''t be waking up for a while, he put her breakfast in the microwave. He also


    got fresh clothes for her, including new underwear. He ced them neatly at the edge of the bed.


    Sheffield went the extra mile and ced all the skin care products he had bought in advance in front of


    the bathroom mirror for her to use.


    After doing all this inplete silence, he nted a gentle kiss on Evelyn''s forehead and left a note on


    the table for her before leaving the apartment.


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    As soon as he got into his car, Sheffield made a call to Dollie.


    It was only past seven in the morning. Dollie was still fast asleep. Jarred awake by the continuous ring,


    she felt annoyed. But when she saw the caller ID, she quickly picked the call. "Good morning,


    Sheffield!"


    "Good morning. Come see me in the hospitalter."


    "Why?" Dollie was confused.


    "I have something to tell you. Come straight to my office when you get here," he said.


    His ambiguous words misled her. She thought that Sheffield missed her or had forgiven her. "Okay! I''ll


    get there soon. Wait for me," she said cheerfully.


    After hanging up, Sheffield smirked. Then, he stepped on the gas pedal and drove out of the apartment


    At the hospital


    Dollie showed up in Sheffield''s office nearly an hourter.


    She was dressed differently than usual. She had put on some makeup, along with a reddish-brown


    lipstick that made her look more mature. She wore a wine-red cashmere coat with a belt around her


    waist and sported a pair of ck high heels.


    The style was quite simr to... Evelyn''s.


    Sheffield had seen Evelyn in her wine-red, long cashmere overcoat several times, each time matching


    it with ck high heels and her reddish-brown lipstick.


    In his eyes, Dollie was nothing but a copycat.


    "Sheffield! I''m here. Sorry to keep you waiting." She shed him a flirtatious smile.


    Sheffield capped his ink pen and casually put it into his pocket before standing up. "Let''s go."


    "Where are we going?" Dollie asked in confusion.


    He turned around and said indifferently, "You''ll know when we get there."


    Something felt off, but she caught up with him and said, "Sheffield, I know that I made a mistake. I will


    apologize to Evelyn. But please don''t treat me like this, okay?"


    "What did I do to you now?" Sheffield asked, pretending to be confused.


    "You are still so cold to me. I feel upset when you treat me like this. Sheffield, please..." Dollie came


    closer and hugged him from behind. "How about we get engaged? I love you so much."


    He pulled away from her. "Don''t get ahead of yourself. And you''re overthinking." He walked away from


    her.


    Dollie stomped her feet on the floor. She could do nothing but follow him.


    Sheffield led her to the ultrasound room of the outpatient department.


    As soon as she saw the words on the door te, Dollie immediately understood what he was trying to


    do. "Did she tell you?" she asked.


    Just when he was about to push the door open, he nced at her coldly and asked, "Who? Tell me


    what?"


    ''Didn''t Evelyn tell him?'' she wondered. "Why did you bring me here?"


    "It''s just a usual check-up. Anything wrong?" He pushed the door open; two doctors were waiting


    inside.


    ''Usual checkup? No, something is not right, '' Dollie thought to herself. She didn''t go in. Sheffield


    ordered coldly, "Get in! Dollie, I don''t have time to waste on you."


    She stared at the expressionless man in front of her in fear. She had never seen Sheffield like this. She


    looked at the ultrasound room and felt like she was being dragged into hell. She refused without


    hesitation, "No! I won''t go in there!"


    She turned around to leave.


    "Dollie, what are you running away from? It''s just a normal check-up." Sheffield''s indifferent voice rang


    behind her.


    Dollie wasn''t stupid. She knew that she couldn''t hide the lie anymore. "I''m not pregnant! You don''t have


    to do the examination!"


    At this moment, she also realized that Sheffield had never loved her, not even a little.


    The one he loved was Evelyn. Ever since she had appeared, there had been no other woman in his


    eyes.


    Sheffield walked over to her and blocked her way to freedom. He red at the woman with his sharp


    eyes and warned, "Don''t push my buttons! Get in! Now!"


    The heartless look in his eyes and his cold voice sent a chill down her spine. Startled, she turned


    around and went into the room obediently.


    Sheffield waited outside. A few minutester, Dollie walked out, depressed and dispirited.


    Without sparing her so much as a nce, Sheffield headed to the room.


    But Dollie called out to stop him. "Sheffield!"


    He stopped and tilted his head to look at her sideways.


    "Have you ever loved me? At least for a moment?" Dollie asked bitterly as she looked at the man''s


    profile.


    Sheffield looked her in the eye and replied bluntly, "No."


    She gasped and then yelled, "Then, why did you approach me?"


    "Think carefully, Dollie. Who approached who?" Without waiting for her reply, he pushed the door open


    and walked into the ultrasound room.


    Leaning weakly against the wall of the corridor, Dollie thought of the first time she had met Sheffield.


    She could never forget that day.


    She had met him for the first time in front of her home. The man drove his white convertible into their


    mansion and she was impressed by his driving skills and style. After a perfect drift in their parking lot,


    he got out of the car.


    He was wearing sunsses and had on a sky-blue casual shirt. The first three buttons of his shirt were


    left unbuttoned, vaguely revealing his sturdy chest.


    Standing by the car door, he took off his sunsses and locked eyes with her. A smile crept across his


    face as he asked, "Hello, beautiful! Is this the residence of Mr. Xiang?"


    She was immediately attracted towards his yful, charming smile. Dollie waspletely smitten at


    first sight.