Upon leaving the hospital room, he immediately turned around and pushed Evelyn Sherman against the wall, his head lowered to seal her lips with his.
"Mmm..." Evelyn Sherman's eyes widened, staring at Chester Yale who suddenly kissed her regardless of the surroundings, registering his unease, paused for a moment, and then wrapped her arms around him.
"I won't marry Misha Evans," Chester Yale slowly released her, but his body still pressed against hers, speaking with conviction.
Their noses touched, their breaths intertwining...
"I know, I'm just worried about your Uncle; he seems to really dislike me," Evelyn Sherman said, lowering her head to stare at her toes.
Her fingers nervously picked at her palms out of anxiety.
"You don't need to please anyone for me; the fact that I like you is enough," Chester Yale cradled her face, making her look up, gazing at her intently and earnestly.
"I just want you to stay by my side, and I will handle the rest."
