Chapter 1804 Crocodile Tears
Evan was stunned as he stared at the childlike smile hanging on Shermaine’s lips. It was a mesmerizing smile.
“Kiss me!” Shermaine closed her eyes in all seriousness, lifted her head, and waited for Evan to plant a kiss on her lips.
This kiss would be enough to tell what exactly was going through Evan’s head at the moment.
If he planted a light kiss on her lips or cheeks, it would mean that he hadn’t fallen for her yet. She needed to put more effort into it.
However, if he hugged her, kissed her passionately on her lips, and even tried to have sex with her, it would mean that he had fallen for her. In fact, it would mean that he could no longer bring himself to stay away from her.
It would also mean that he was simply putting on airs and pretending that he wasn’t interested before this.
Who would have thought that he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing?
Shermaine’s heart was beating wildly as she anticipated his kiss.
However, the kiss never came.
Overwhelmed with anxiety, Shermaine opened her eyes and stole a peek. Much to her dismay, Evan was nowhere in sight. Huh? Where did he go? Where’s Evan?
She scanned her surroundings and found Evan staring blankly at the sea of flowers beside her.
Crap! This is not what I expected.
Evan didn’t even think of kissing me? That would mean that he’s not attracted to me, right? Not even a little?
Shermaine felt utterly disappointed.
It looks like he is unlike all the others.
She stalked over to his side, repressed her anger, and asked out of curiosity, “Why are you not taking advantage of the situation? Are you not attracted to me?”
Evan sighed and kept his eyes peeled on the sea of flowers. “Why should I take advantage of you?”
“Why? Because I’m your wife. It’s only natural for you to kiss me. It’s not considered as taking advantage of me,” Shermaine lied.
Evan narrowed his eyes as he tried his best to recall who his wife was. However, he had no recollection of his wife whatsoever.
“My wife?” he muttered.
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she spoke.
Her tears, coupled with the sad and helpless look on her face, made her look so innocent and pitiful.
For a moment there, Evan had the urge to wipe away her tears as he stared at her tearful face.
However, he stopped just as his fingers came into contact with her cheeks. He suddenly felt really irritated by it all.
“Stop crying,” he said calmly.
Shermaine carried on with her antics since she could tell it was working.
“Stop it. You look really ugly when you cry!”
Shermaine was stunned.
People always told her that their hearts were breaking whenever she cried. This was the first time she had heard someone call her ugly while crying.
He doesn’t like it when I smile or cry. Not even my tears can move him. What does he like?
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