Listening to Aunt May's words, Caden Lockwood's breath caught, doubting if he had heard wrong.
Was it him who hurt Evelyn Morgan?
When he wanted her, he was so frenzied, as if he had to unleash all the physical desire he had suppressed for more than twenty years all at once.
He kept pursuing her, refusing to stop even when she begged him to.
So, in his madness, did he really hurt her?
God!
What exactly had he done!
He had already forced her, and yet... he injured her too?
"I've already called a private doctor; he should be here soon. I thought you should know about this, young master, so I'm telling you first," Aunt May said softly.
Caden Lockwood's face turned darker than ink, the radiant moonlight shining on his face, outlining his distinct features, the shadows giving his face even more depth, like a sculpted figure, emitting a daunting aura of anger that no one dared to approach.
Caden Lockwood resembled an enraged lion with all his anger directed at himself.
Now what!
