Thinking about it, Evelyn’s fist tightened, her heart stuck in her throat, and the thought made her fearful even to walk.

The short distance to the trunk felt like a century-long journey for Evelyn.

Her outstretched hand trembled lightly, her red lips pressed tightly together, and her amber eyes were filled with deep resentment.

Taking a deep breath, Evelyn mustered the courage to open the trunk, and the sight before her gave her quite a fright.

Over a dozen purple balloons slowly ascended into the sky, and inside the trunk, it was filled with "Blue Demoness" roses, each one blooming extraordinarily beautiful, stunningly captivating, and loved by everyone.

In the middle of the "Blue Demoness" roses, a heart was decorated with white roses, and on the largest rose in the center, there was a necklace, the pendant shaped like a musical note, encrusted with diamonds, exceptionally eye-catching.

Looking at this scene, Evelyn’s heart suddenly raced.

The tense and fearful feeling in her chest vanished instantly, her lips curved into a faint smile, her amber eyes reflecting the romantic scene, bringing her entire features to life.

A gentle breeze brushed across Evelyn’s cheek, slightly lifting her hair as she stood under the sun, her flushed cheeks looking stunningly beautiful.

"Oh! Here!" the delivery man laughed, "Mrs. Lockwood, everything in the trunk is a gift from Mr. Lockwood for you, as well as the items inside the car. You can take your time looking at the gifts, because this car actually belongs to Mr. Lockwood too."

Saying that, the delivery man handed Evelyn a finely crafted card before turning away.

Still dazed, Evelyn’s lips parted slightly, exhaling a breath of surprise.

Which meant Caden Lockwood was not sending her divorce papers but delivering a carload of gifts!

What is that man... up to?

Aunt May leaned closer to Evelyn, speaking enviously, "Young Master is so romantic! Young Madam, you are so lucky!"

Evelyn looked towards the car, wanting to see if Caden’s figure would appear.

Generally speaking, shouldn’t Caden appear at this moment?

He should descend like a deity before her, then command her to forgive him with an imperious, yet fitting demeanor.

But it seemed he only sent gifts without coming himself!

Disappointment flashed through her eyes; Evelyn sighed inwardly, frustrated by her unreasonable anticipation for Caden’s return.

"Is it romantic?" Evelyn gritted her teeth, "I think it’s more like a waste!"

"Young Madam, you were clearly surprised and liked it just now!" Aunt May said knowingly, "Don’t be angry! Look at how sincere Young Master is!"

Annoyed, Evelyn shouted "I’ll be angry", and ran further away, flipping open the card she held.

There were only a few words on it, strong and forceful, each stroke graceful and free.

Seeing the writing is like seeing the person.

The writer must be a truly impressive and powerful man.

Evelyn felt a strong heat surge through her body as she read the words: I have some matters to handle, I’ll be home in a couple of days, want to see a healthy you.

Evelyn pouted, murmuring softly, "Clearly it’s you who did something wrong, yet after all this while there’s not a word of explanation, still so arrogant in tone!"

She unhappily kicked a small stone on the ground, "Who cares! Don’t come back if you don’t want to! Hmph!"

Yet, strangely, her mood wasn’t as bad as before.