Take My Breath Away

Chapter 1009 A Slap Across His Face

Evelyn sat alone in her seat, staring blankly at the movie tickets in her hand. Felix sat in a seat two rows behind her, looking about warily.

At half past ten, when the movie was about to begin, the ticket taker began checking the tickets.

After looking around, Evelyn walked into the theater alone, disappointed.

There were only a few people inside the theater. She found her seat easily and sat down. To her utter dismay, Sheffield didn't show up even after the movie began.

She had no idea what was going on in the movie. Her mind was elsewhere, preoccupied with thoughts of him. She told herself that she needed to be as patient towards him as he was to her in the past.

However, half an hour later, her patience waned and was gradually replaced by anger that surged up in her heart because he had stood her up.

She closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead to compose herself. She didn't notice the black figure entering the theatre.

Felix was sitting in the last row, on the far left. The figure walked towards the right side of Felix and sat down in the far-most seat.

Felix noticed the man, but since the theater was very dark and they were not sitting close to each other, he couldn't make out the person's face.

And after the person sat down, there was no more movement from his side. He was just sitting there, watching the movie. Felix did not pay any more attention to him.

The movie came to an end, and Evelyn still couldn't see any trace of Sheffield.

She sat still in her seat and looked up at the blank screen with a bitter smile. It seemed that he really didn't want to be with her again.

She walked out of the cinema, followed by Felix. When they got to the car, Evelyn stood still. She didn't get in. "I want to take a walk," she told Felix.

"Okay, Miss Huo."

Felix asked the chauffeur to wait for them in the car and he silently followed her.

It was early summer; the weather was pleasant. Evelyn walked slowly along the midnight road.

A few cars occasionally whizzed by her; a young couple was quarreling on the other side of the road. They hugged for a while, then separated and argued again.

A few meters behind Evelyn, two men were whispering in their lowest voice. "You go bac

. "Get lost!" She was pissed. He was such a jerk; she didn't even want to talk to him at this point.

Instead of dodging, he flirted, "See? Admit it, you're so stubborn. Come here." He stepped forward and took her into his arms under her cold and angry gaze. "Let me teach you how to be a woman," he purred, lowering his head and kissing her deeply on her red lips which he had been missing for the past two years.

Evelyn was caught off guard.

After a few seconds, she broke herself free and slapped him across his face. Let alone Sheffield, even Evelyn was surprised by the slap. She didn't mean to.

The silence between them was dreadful.

The smile and the dandiacal look on Sheffield's face disappeared. His eyes were as calm as the sea.

"You are disgusting, Sheffield! How dare you kiss me with those lips that had just kissed another woman? It makes me sick!"

Rubbing his cheek, he replied, "I never kissed them." But he deserved the slap; he had basically asked for it.

"Even if you didn't kiss them, you must have hugged them. Anyway, I don't care what you did with them. You really make me sick!" Evelyn didn't know what was going on inside Sheffield's mind. He stood her up at the movie, then came all the way just to tell her that he had been in bed with another woman. She didn't know what to make of his behavior. Did he think that, in order to get back with him, she would ignore the fact that he was sleeping around with other women? She had had enough of this drama.