Chapter 167

Evelyn Hayes was pinned to the bed by Eli Sullivan, completely trapped. His whole vibe was cold and intense, making her feel totally out of place. She tried to push him away, but it didn't even make him flinch—honestly, it looked more like she was pretending to resist. "Mr. Sullivan… y-you can't just—" Her voice shook with panic. "Changed the way you call me again?" Eli's tone was calm, but somehow it carried the weight of a brewing storm. Evelyn froze. Then she remembered how, during that phone call, she kept calling him a perv, a jerk, garbage… Embarrassment instantly lit up her face. Okay yeah, that was pretty out of line. Not cool at all. "Vivian told me everything. About your condition. I never imagined you were sick because of me, Evelyn." Eli's fingers brushed lightly across her not-so-perfect features. He'd seen countless gorgeous women, but somehow, that drenched girl in the pouring rain had carved her way into his heart. He’d thought she understood. Turned out, she didn’t get