Evelyn Clayton was dazed for a moment.
"I understand..." Evelyn murmured, repeating like she was enchanted, "I understand what you mean, you want me to forgive Charlotte Sterling because you heard my call with Pauline Warren. You think that sooner or later I will become family with the Sinclair family, so you want to trap me, is this your method?"
Hearing this, James Grant looked at Evelyn in silence, only after a long time did he seem to make up his mind to speak: "Yes, that is indeed one of the reasons."
But James had another reason for finding Charlotte Sterling.
He wants to marry Evelyn Clayton, he wants to wed her.
He wants Evelyn Clayton to stay by his side forever.
But Evelyn’s biological father has passed away, and the only person who can hand Evelyn to him and witness their marriage is Charlotte Sterling.
As for Harrison Grant, James plans to tell him after they get the marriage certificate.
"But Evelyn, more than anything, I want you to be happy." James stepped forward and pressed down on her shoulders, gazing at her, "Once you’ve reconciled with your mother, what else can’t be overcome? The Sinclair family are not your real relatives; they just think you look like the Sinclair daughter, so how could they truly care for you?"
James became increasingly agitated as he spoke; he almost saw the beautiful future where he and Evelyn Clayton were happily married.
"Your real family is only your mother, and later on, there will be me." James’ voice carried persuasion, and the tenderness in his eyes deepened, "Marry me, Evelyn. Let us become true lovers, true family. You’ll have me and your mother by your side, alright?"
As James spoke, he took a small pure black velvet box from his coat pocket.
He opened the jewelry box, revealing a striking pigeon egg diamond that glittered under the lights before Evelyn’s eyes.
"Evelyn, marry me, I love you."
James’ thin lips moved, full of rich affection.
However, Evelyn felt as if she had heard the world’s most vicious curse. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveI~Fire.net
"You’re crazy, you’re crazy!" She almost screamed, her voice sharper than ever, "James, you want to control me, you want to use this method to control me, is that it? What love me... you just want, want me to never have freedom again, to be trapped with you for life!"
"You knew what Charlotte Sterling did to me all those years! You knew I could never marry you! Your father caused the death of my father!"
Evelyn was on the verge of collapse.
But it wasn’t James’ actions or words that broke her; it was the realization in that moment that the only person she ever truly loved had never truly loved her.
His heart was filled with arrogance and possession, mistaking these awful things for love and imposing them on her.
Seeing Evelyn’s bloodshot eyes, James finally sensed something wrong.
He stood up, wanting to embrace Evelyn but she suddenly pushed him away.
She cried and laughed, pushed him aside, and turned to walk out.
"Evelyn, Evelyn—" James hurried after her, blocking Evelyn’s path.
James looked at Evelyn incomprehensively and painfully, "I didn’t want to trap you, I just..."
I just loved you too much and didn’t know how to keep you.