Chapter 842 Turning Evelyn Down

Sheffield chuckled. "I know you're busy. Would you come and have sex with me when you're free?"

"Sheffield!" she said in a warning tone.

Sheffield knew he made her angry. He tried to talk her down. "Just kidding. Don't be mad—please. Well, okay, I'm not really kidding. I can't stop thinking about that body... Okay, I'll stop."

All of a sudden, Evelyn pinched his face and his handsome face twisted.

Evelyn was amused. She giggled and even narrowed her eyes.

Sheffield had no time to care about his face in her hand. He was shocked by her sudden laughing and mumbled, "Man! You're so hot!"

'What a perfect woman! I'm crazy about her!' he thought.

Realizing what she was doing, Evelyn let go and stood up. "I'm not going home tonight. Get me a set of pajamas. I need a bath." While saying that, she walked towards his bedroom. Suddenly, she remembered something and turned around to ask the man, "That's okay, right?"

One side of his face was still reddish. He thought about it for a bit and said, "No."

Evelyn didn't expect him to turn her down. Embarrassed, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry. I misunderstood. I'll go."

But she was stopped by Sheffield.

He stood up and held her in his arms. Before she could react, he pressed his lips to hers.

Evelyn was taken aback. She didn't come here to sleep with him.

After a long while, Sheffield held her tightly, his forehead against hers. "It's not like that. You know how much I want you to stay. But I can't, not tonight. If you do, your dad will kill me! And if I'm dead, we can't be together!"

He didn't want to mess with his future father-in-law. Sheffield knew that the old man probably knew where Evelyn was right now.

If he slept with her openly like this, her father would be unhappy. Things between him and Evelyn would get even worse.

Evelyn gasped for air. "So my dad gets a little over the top. You gonna let him scare you?"

Sheffield laughed in a low voice and

the world racing competition! He just beat Fowler, another competitor, and won a bet of five million!"

Shocked, Evelyn took a look at the man checking his engine and testing the instruments. She couldn't believe her ears. 'Sheffield is a world champion? So maybe he earned the money to buy his ten-million-dollar car?'

Looking at this man again, she suddenly felt he was very mysterious. He was good at using scalpels, research and development, Chinese medicine, and racing. He was good at so many things. What else could he do?

When he came back and saw how shocked Evelyn was, Sheffield asked the man next to him, "What did you say to my wife?"

"Wow, you're calling her your wife already?" the man teased.

"Of course. She's my woman, my one and only, from now on!" Sheffield casually wrapped his arm around Evelyn's shoulder.

The man gave a thumbs up to him and said, "I'm impressed. It seems that most women on our race track are about to cry."

Sheffield gave an indifferent smile and gently said to Evelyn, "Why don't you drive?"

Evelyn shook her head.

"Then I will take you on a drive around the track! Wait for me. I need to change into my racing suit." She knew what he meant. Far from restrictive formal wear, a racing suit was form-fitting, padded, and flame-retardant.

"Okay."