"I just want to take care of you like this, and I want you to get used to being looked after! Evelyn Grant, you were always meant to be cherished."
'All the care Julian Sterling failed to give her, Ryan Sterling would make up for a hundred times over!'
'He would spoil her so rotten that if she ever left him, no one else would be able to handle looking after her!'
Evelyn Grant's hand paused. Suddenly, she felt a sting in her nose and quickly lowered her head, pretending to look at the porridge.
"You…"
"I promise you, I'll take care of you as much as possible without it interfering with my work. And you have to promise me you'll let me do it, to put my mind at ease."
Ryan Sterling felt insecure now.
He never had felt secure, and now that he was with Evelyn Grant, he felt it even less.
Once you have something, you're even more afraid of losing it.
