Chapter 856 Good Mood

After kissing her on the cheek and heaving a sigh, Sheffield pretended to be sad. "Evelyn, I waited a long time, but you never came over. So I came to your bedroom instead."

"I'm warning you: touch me again and regret it!" All of a sudden, Evelyn was scared. Sheffield wasn't cowed by her bravado. He wore that annoying smile that he always did, and his confidence was high.

"Actually, that sounds like fun! Will I regret this?" Without giving her another chance to speak, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

"Shef... field...hmm."

"Sheffield? I prefer to be called 'husband, ' baby! Or maybe darling!" He started running his hands over her, neck, shoulders, cheek.

Evelyn was pissed off. "Would you like Tayson to break us up?" she threatened.

"No, thanks. Three's a crowd!" He lifted her up and walked towards her bedroom.

She had a luxurious bedroom, with a good amount of square footage. A large bed with grey and white bedding was near the balcony. However, Sheffield was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery. He placed her lightly on the bed, and then lay heavily atop her.

In the dim light, he pinned her hands to the bed and whispered in her ear, "Evelyn, I've missed you so much. Please don't push me away. I'm heartbroken."

"No way... Ugh..." She struggled against him, but gravity was on his side.

"Eve, do you care about me?" he asked the woman under him. He sounded like he was mocking her.

Turned on, Evelyn's mind was a mess. Upon hearing his question, she simply answered, "Mmm."

"Don't say you don't care about me anymore, okay? I'll be sad!"

"Okay..."

"Good girl."

It was after nine o'clock the next morning. Evelyn's phone rang many times before she suddenly woke up from her dream.

"Ow..." Her discomfort made her frown tightly.

The pain reminded her that what happened last night was real rather than a dream. Sheffield had really come here and slept with her.

She picked up her phone from the nightstand. The call was from Nadia, her assistant. "Hello," Evelyn answered in a hoarse voice.

"Miss Huo, it's almost time for the morning meeting. Will you be ab

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

nd said, "I'm not the only one who thinks we can't perform the operation for Bed Nine. Several of the experts in our department think it's not feasible. Dr. Tang, we should be responsible for what we say!"

Sheffield chuckled, "Of course I'm responsible. The only thing you're basing your opinion on is theoretical. Why not have a try? Maybe surgery is the solution."

The young doctor was even more excited, "Have a try? Maybe? Are you really a doctor? How could you say such irresponsible words?"

Suddenly, a male doctor wearing glasses sitting opposite to Sheffield said, "Mr. Xiang, we've never taken such a case before, and no one can be sure of the outcome. But Dr. Tang is different. He's a researcher and has been promoted to the deputy director of our department as an exception, and he studied abroad. So why not listen to him and let him perform the surgery?"

This smelled of a trap. Sheffield turned to see who said this. It was Pablo Wang. 'Good for you, Dr. Wang, I'll remember this!'

Pablo Wang's words made the whole office fall into silence, and everyone's gaze was on Sheffield.

Sheffield was young, inexperienced, and yet held an important position. There were lots of people who felt uncomfortable about it and wanted to make trouble for him.

"Mr. Xiang, I'm with Dr. Wang. Dr. Tang is an excellent surgeon. His success rate is over 99%. Maybe he can do it," another man said with a smirk.