Watching Caden Lockwood's cool and swaggering back, Evelyn Morgan made a grimace, upset at how she still had to live under his magic claws.
She pulled out two yuan from her bag and angrily wrote: You arrogant big demon king, one day you'll fall into my hands!
Placing the money neatly on the coffee table in the living room, she flashed a satisfied smile, turned around, and went to the kitchen to keep busy.
Caden Lockwood stood on the second floor, overlooking everything on the first floor. Because of the presence of Evelyn Morgan, the place brimmed with life.
The decor was still the same, the furniture hadn't changed at all. Had he changed, or was she the reason everything felt different?
He chose not to ponder the answer; life at present was quite comfortable.
After dinner, Evelyn noticed that all she did was wash a few dishes, and her uncle was already nowhere to be found.
Usually, he'd be lying on the sofa watching TV, and would still ask her to peel fruit.
