Chapter 73 His Love Doesn't Matter

"Alright," Evelyn said with a nod. She clenched her fists tightly. There was nothing else she could do right now. All she could do was wait. … That afternoon, after finishing her meal, Evelyn felt noticeably better. She decided to take Marilyn out for a walk. She had barely reached Marilyn's ward when she saw Skylar standing at the door, holding a fruit basket and yelling at the top of her lungs. "Who do you think you are, blocking me? Do you even know who's inside? That's my grandmother." The bodyguards maintained a cold expression, not moving an inch. Skylar stomped her feet in rage. "Damn it. You're all disgusting. Just like Evelyn, that shameless bitch." "Who are you calling a bitch?" Evelyn walked over, sneering coldly, "What? Did Uncle Angus finally give up and send a bitch to make a scene?" Skylar flinched when she saw her, but she quickly forced herself to stand tall. "Who are you calling bitch?" "Well, if the shoe fits…" Evelyn replied calmly. "Evelyn, don't get coc