Chapter 1804 Crocodile Tears
Evan was stunned as he stared at the childlike smile hanging on Shermaineâs lips. It was a mesmerizing smile.
âKiss me!â Shermaine closed her eyes in all seriousness, lifted her head, and waited for Evan to plant a kiss on her lips.
This kiss would be enough to tell what exactly was going through Evanâs head at the moment.
If he planted a light kiss on her lips or cheeks, it would mean that he hadnât fallen for her yet. She needed to put more effort into it.
However, if he hugged her, kissed her passionately on her lips, and even tried to have sex with her, it would mean that he had fallen for her. In fact, it would mean that he could no longer bring himself to stay away from her.
It would also mean that he was simply putting on airs and pretending that he wasnât interested before this.
Who would have thought that heâs a wolf in sheepâs clothing?
Shermaineâs heart was beating wildly as she anticipated his kiss.
However, the kiss never came.
Overwhelmed with anxiety, Shermaine opened her eyes and stole a peek. Much to her dismay, Evan was nowhere in sight. Huh? Where did he go? Whereâs Evan?
She scanned her surroundings and found Evan staring blankly at the sea of flowers beside her.
Crap! This is not what I expected.
Evan didnât even think of kissing me? That would mean that heâs not attracted to me, right? Not even a little?
Shermaine felt utterly disappointed.
It looks like he is unlike all the others.
She stalked over to his side, repressed her anger, and asked out of curiosity, âWhy are you not taking advantage of the situation? Are you not attracted to me?â
Evan sighed and kept his eyes peeled on the sea of flowers. âWhy should I take advantage of you?â
âWhy? Because Iâm your wife. Itâs only natural for you to kiss me. Itâs not considered as taking advantage of me,â Shermaine lied.
Evan narrowed his eyes as he tried his best to recall who his wife was. However, he had no recollection of his wife whatsoever.
âMy wife?â he muttered.
âYes, you said you will take me as your wife even though weâre not legally married yet.â Shermaine continued to brainwash him.
Evan sized her up. âI will never marry you!â he said out of the blue.
âWhy?â Shermaine asked nervously.
âI donât like you!â Evan replied bluntly.
Shermaine couldnât accept it.
Why is Evan still rejecting me in the fantasy realm?
Are my charms not working on him?
It looks like Iâll need to reveal my trump card soon.
What about tears that will be sure to elicit any manâs sympathy since he doesnât like my childlike smile?
Any man would sympathize with her once they see her tears.
Sympathy was the prelude to love. She figured it wasnât a bad idea for him to sympathize with her first.
âBut you said you will marry me, Evan⦠I like you. I really do. You canât just dump me. You promisedâ¦â
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she spoke.
Her tears, coupled with the sad and helpless look on her face, made her look so innocent and pitiful.
For a moment there, Evan had the urge to wipe away her tears as he stared at her tearful face.
However, he stopped just as his fingers came into contact with her cheeks. He suddenly felt really irritated by it all.
âStop crying,â he said calmly.
Shermaine carried on with her antics since she could tell it was working.
âStop it. You look really ugly when you cry!â
Shermaine was stunned.
People always told her that their hearts were breaking whenever she cried. This was the first time she had heard someone call her ugly while crying.
He doesnât like it when I smile or cry. Not even my tears can move him. What does he like?