Trapped in Love

Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Do You Want to Avenge Her

“Evan! Evan, save me. She’s gone crazy. She wants to kill me.”

Daniella clung to her hair, pleading for Evan’s help incessantly.

Evan swiftly approached and firmly grasped Caroline’s hand, forcing her to let go.

“Why did you slap her?” Evan interrogated, his tone icy.

Caroline, devoid of expression, locked eyes with him. “I slapped her because I felt like it. Why? Do you want to slap me on her behalf?”

She took a step closer to Evan.

“I’m right here, in front of you. Go ahead and seek revenge for her. Do whatever you want. I won’t resist. After all, I almost died. I fear nothing now.”

Evan narrowed his eyes coldly.

“Caroline, can’t you speak sensibly?”

“No, I can’t!” Caroline defied him. Slowly, she extended her finger, pointing at Daniella. “Get her out of my sight. Otherwise, I’ll slap her every time I see her.”

The air around the man turned

gid due to her words.

Meanwhile, Lily was terrified, trembling uncontrollably. She hurriedly stepped forward, attempting to persuade Evan. “Sir, please don’t blame Ms. Shenton. It was my fault. I failed to address Ms. Love as

Madam, so she slapped me. Ms. Shenton did this because of me. Sir, please let

Ms. Shenton off the hook.”

Upon hearing Lily’s words, Evan looked at her red and swoll flickered in his eyes.

face. A hint of sinister intent

In response, Daniella panicked. She clutched her face and explained, “No, Evan. I accidentally

slapped…”

“Enough!” Evan coldly cut her off.

“I’ll have the driver take you back to International Residence immediately.”

Daniella stared at Evan in shock, her words faltering. “What did you say?”

Evan tilted his body, his gaze aloof. “Do you need me to repeat myself?”

Daniella’s lips quivered, her face filled with grievances, “But Caroline slapped me.

“Don’t test my patience.” Evan interrupted her once again.

Anger surged within her.

Daniella continued to assert her dominance, interrogating Lily. “Have you forgotten how you

should address me?”

Lily held her face, her eyes turning scarlet as she hastily apologized. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Ms.

Love. It’s my fault…”

Caroline interjected forcefully, “You did nothing wrong!”

She pushed the blanket aside and dragged her weary body out of bed. Stepping forward, she

approached Daniella with a cold expression. “Apologize to Lily!”

Daniella was taken aback by Caroline’s icy and stern gaze, taking a couple of steps back in slight

fear.

“Do you expect me to apologize? Dream on!”

In a swift motion, Caroline extended her hand, gripping Daniella’s long hair tightly. With great

force, she made Daniella bend over, eliciting a scream of pain.

Caroline’s eyes burned with deep anger. “I’ll ask you again. Are you going to apologize?”

“No, I won’t. Caroline, how dare you do this

to me! My grandpa won’t let you get away with it! Ah…)

Caroline firmly grasped Daniella’s long hair and forcefully slammed her to the floor. She then swiftly straddled Daniella’s body and delivered a series of slaps.

“I told you to apologize. Now!”

Caroline continued to slap her, unable to contain her rage. In the midst of it, Lily rushed forward,

pleading desperately.

“Ms. Shenton, stop slapping her, please.”

However, something seemed to possess Caroline, preventing her from stopping. She couldn’t control herself. After repeatedly slapping Daniella, a sudden angry roar from behind broke through the chaos.

“Caroline!”

Caroline abruptly halted, a moment of clarity washing over her.

As she looked at Daniella’s tear–streaked, red and swollen face, her resentment seemed to subside.

She clenched her jaw and stood up, still gripping Daniella’s long hair tightly.

Turning around, she stared at Evan with cold eyes. “What’s the matter? Do you feel sorry for her?”

Chapter 92 Do You Want to Avenge Her

“Evan! Evan, save me. She’s gone crazy. She wants to kill me.

Daniella clung to her hair, pleading for Evan’s help incessantly.

Evan swiftly approached and firmly grasped Caroline’s hand, forcing her to let go.

“Why did you slap her?” Evan interrogated, his tone icy.

Caroline, devoid of expression, locked eyes with him. “I slapped her because I felt like it. Why? Do you want to slap me on her behalf?”

She took a step closer to Evan.

“I’m right here, in front of you. Go ahead and seek revenge for her. Do whatever you want. I won’t resist. After all, I almost died. I fear nothing now.”

Evan narrowed his eyes coldly.

“Caroline, can’t you speak sensibly?”

“No, I can’t!” Caroline defied him. Slowly, she extended her finger, pointing at Daniella. “Get her out of my sight. Otherwise, I’ll slap her every time I see her.”

The air around the man turned frigid due to her words.

Meanwhile, Lily was terrified, trembling uncontrollably. She hurriedly stepped forward, attempting to persuade Evan. “Sir, please don’t blame Ms. Shenton. It was my fault. I failed to address Ms. Love as Madam, so she slapped me. Ms. Shenton did this because of me. Sir, please let Ms. Shenton off the hook.”

Upon hearing Lily’s words, Evan looked at her red and swollen face. A hint of sinister intent flickered in his eyes.

In response, Daniella panicked. She clutched her face and explained, “No, Evan. I accidentally slapped…”

“Enough!” Evan coldly cut her off.

“I’ll have the driver take you back to International Residence immediately.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Daniella stared at Evan in shock, her words faltering. “What did you say?”

Evan tilted his body, his gaze aloof. “Do you need me to repeat myself?”

Daniella’s lips quivered, her face filled with grievances. “But Caroline slapped me…“

“Don’t test my patience.” Evan interrupted her once again.

With that, Daniella burst into tears. She hastily got up and rushed out of the room.

Caroline sneered. It was rare to see him being fair for once.

She assumed that he would be fooled by his first love once more.

After Daniella left, Evan turned his gaze toward Lily and said, “Just go to bed.”

Worry laced Lily’s expression as she glanced at Caroline, who nodded in response. She left the

room, leaving the two alone.

“Are you done?” Evan’s voice was low as he questioned Caroline.

Caroline gave him a fleeting look before settling herself by the edge of the bed. Exhaustion weighed heavily on her, and she had no desire to engage in further conversation with him.

Evan pulled a chair from the side and sat down.

“You shouldn’t keep targeting her. She’s a Xander now. If the Xanders discover this, they won’t let

you off easily.”

Caroline smirked with a hint of sarcasm.

“Do you think I’m afraid?”

“I don’t care if you’re afraid or not. I just don’t want to see you becoming a target of the Xanders.”

Caroline looked at him, confusion flickering in her eyes. ‘How could he say this? If it weren’t for him, would I be facing this situation today? If he had let me go earlier, everything would have

ended in the best way.‘

Suppressing the ache within her, Caroline pursed her lips and said, “Well, I should thank you for

your kindness.”

Evan gradually clenched his fists, his gaze fixed on her indifferent cheek. “Rest well. Just sleep.”

With that, he stood up and left the bedroom.

Caroline pulled the blanket over herself, lying in bed as she stared blankly at the ceiling.

She needed to rest and recover. If she didn’t, she would never witness Daniella’s fall from her lofty

position into the deep abyss.

At half past ten that night, Paige called Caroline.

She quickly answered the phone and asked hurriedly, “How did it go? Did you find any detailed clues or bank transfer records? Has she been keeping in touch with Nicholas all this while?”