Charles'' handsome features softened as he gazed down at Evelyn.


    In this moment, she had shed the prickly armor she had worn during the day and became delicate and tender. It was like she was nuzzling into the dry palm of his hand, seekingfort. identally, she brushed against a wound on his cheek.


    "Ah-" Evelyn winced in pain, shrinking back.


    The moment his palm felt empty, Charles reached out to turn on the bedsidemp with a click.


    Light flooded the room, casting everything in brightness. The sight of Evelyn''s swollen cheeks caught in Charles'' view. The imprint of a p was stark against her skin, the sight darkening his eyes with a sudden chill. He rose to his feet, rummaging through the first aid kit under the coffee table for fever medicine while dialing Aiden.


    "Mr. Jenkins, what can I do for you?"


    "Find out who messed with Evelyn in the detention center. Make sure they''re taken care of properly. The payback must be a hundredfold." Charles'' voice was icy, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.


    "Acknowledged." Hanging up, Charles grabbed the fever medicine and returned to the room.


    ...


    In her feverish haze, Evelyn felt someone lifting her up, a deep, maic voice coaxing near her ear, "Open your mouth. Take the medicine."


    At the mention of medicine, Evelyn instinctively resisted. She detested taking medicine.


    At the age of eight, her headmaster persuaded her into taking a pill. After that, she lost consciousness.


    When she awoke, it was pain that brought her back. She found herself on the headmaster''s bed, a corpulent man with a bare chest standing by the bed holding a spiked whip, fresh blood clinging to it-her blood.


    The whip had torn her flesh apart. In his other hand, he held a lit candle. He''s staring at her like a demon.


    As she watched in horror, hot wax dripped onto her broken skin, causing excruciating pain. Her cries of pain were drowned by despair as the man extended his demonic hand towards her after the beating


    "No!"


    Evelyn clenched her teeth, refusing to open her mouth.


    Charles gazed down at Evelyn with dark eyes. He took the medicine into his own mouth, lifted her chin, and kissed her.


    In her dazed state, Evelyn was easily lured by Charles into parting her teeth, allowing the medicine to be delivered.


    Realizing what she had ingested, Evelyn frowned, trying to push the medicine out with her tongue.


    Charles caught the pill, deepened the kiss, and forced her to swallow it along with his breath.


    "Mmm..." Evelyn''s throat emitted a protesting whimper. Her protests were muffled, and they were irresistibly alluring like a cat''s meow. Charles'' Adam''s apple bobbed as his hand ran through her hair, intensifying the kiss.


    It wasn''t until he had practically smothered her that he finally released her swollen lips. His thumb gently caressed her lips, which were swollen from his kisses. Desire


    swirled in his eyes.


    His fingers moved to the neckline of her pajamas, undoing them one by one. Without proceeding further, he simply changed her out of her damp pajamas. Evelyn hummed infort,pletely unaware.


    ...


    As the night deepened, the fever


    medicine took effect, and Evelyn''s fever soon subsided. In her half-awake state, she felt a cool touch on her cheeks, prompting her


    to slowly open her eyes.


    Charles'' defined face came into view. He sat by the bed, holding a tube of ointment, gently applying it to her cheeks.


    The scent of the ointment was familiar.


    Thest time, she had pushed him away, resulting in her injuring her hand and ending up in the hospital. The next day, she woke up in the hospital with the same scent.