So hot...

Her entire body burned.

Alexander's skin felt cool against hers.

His breath was minty and refreshing.

She couldn't help but lean closer.

Their recent time together had created an unspoken understanding.

But Evelyn jolted back to reality.

An invisible barrier always existed between her and Alexander.

She suddenly bit his lip.

The metallic taste of blood filled their mouths.

Alexander winced and released her.

His eyes instantly cleared.

They looked at each other, both feeling awkward.

Alexander immediately stood up.

His voice was husky. "I need a cold shower."

He quickly walked into the bathroom.

Evelyn's cheeks felt like they were on fire.

She pulled a medicine bottle from her pocket and swallowed a pill.

The medication quickly eased her discomfort.

She glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

Her face was flushed, her eyes bright.

She quickly looked away.

Ten minutes later, Alexander emerged from the bathroom.

He wore a robe, his hair still dripping.

His ears were red, but his expression was composed again.

"My apologies for earlier."

He kept his distance, voice low.

"It's fine," Evelyn replied softly.

The atmosphere turned delicate.

She changed the subject. "Any progress on Mrs. Ashcroft's background?"

"Only that she's connected to the Nan family in New York." Alexander looked serious. "It's a very private family. I'll keep investigating."

Evelyn nodded.

She waited until Eleanor returned to her room before slipping back to her own.

Lying in bed, sleep wouldn't come.

Her lips still tingled with the memory of his touch.

Just a wall away.

Alexander was equally restless.

The image of the girl lingered in his mind.

He threw off the covers, breathing heavily.

The medication should have worn off by now...

The next morning.

Alexander came downstairs after his workout.

Not seeing Evelyn, he felt a secret relief.

Eleanor asked about her daughter-in-law.

He evaded. "She was tired last night. Let her sleep."

Eleanor's face lit up with a knowing smile.

When Evelyn woke, she found the grandmother unusually attentive.

"Is your back sore? Sit down and rest."

"Are your legs aching? Would you like a massage?"

"If you're still tired, go back to sleep..."

Evelyn was both amused and embarrassed.

She asked about Alexander.

Eleanor complained. "He went to the office early. After your first time, he should stay with you."

Evelyn started to explain when Fiona entered.

"Madam, young master Julian and Miss Isabella have registered their marriage."

"Isabella is pregnant. They're moving in today."

Eleanor gave a faint acknowledgment.

Fiona added. "Mrs. Margaret says she's resting now. Miss Isabella will manage the household."

Evelyn raised an eyebrow.

Margaret actually surrendered control?

This Isabella was impressive.

Eleanor sniffed. "She doesn't need to bother with my affairs."

Evelyn stood. "I'll visit the front house."

She wanted to inquire about Mrs. Ashcroft.

Outside, she encountered Julian.

He stood nearby, his expression dark.

Seeing Evelyn, he strode over.

"I never thought you'd actually latch onto Uncle."

Evelyn ignored him, trying to walk past.

Julian blocked her path.

"You think this is revenge?"

Evelyn found it ridiculous.

"I never wanted revenge on you."

Julian's eyes were red.

He pulled out his phone, showing a photo.

"Explain this."

The image, taken through a sheer curtain, showed two intimate figures.

Evelyn's pupils contracted.

"Who gave you this photo?"

"Does it matter!" Julian snapped. "You're a married woman seducing your uncle-in-law. Being his mistress. Does your husband know?"

Evelyn suddenly smiled.

"Then do you know who my husband is?"