Listening to Caden's harsh words, Evelyn shrunk back in fear.
She looked at Caden, whose cold and stern handsome face was filled with anger, yet inexplicably made her want to laugh.
"Haven't I already wanted to strangle you ten thousand times?" Evelyn mumbled softly, "Wherever you go, you manage to attract so much attention, with countless women vying to be with you. Not to mention, it's not just one or two women who have come to provoke me. I not only have to guard against women but also men!"
Listening to Evelyn's murmuring, the coldness on Caden's face instantly dissipated.
He showed a helpless smile and didn't bother arguing with Evelyn anymore, opting to enter the banquet hall with her.
This was Evelyn's second time attending the banquet.
She still remembered the scene from the first time—receiving the marriage certificate that Caden had sent by courier, leaving her stunned.
She had naively rushed to the banquet to find him, only to fall into his trap and become his wife.
