"We..."

Evelyn Ross had just started to speak when Ethan Valentine cut her off sharply.

"Stop making excuses! I'm asking you, are you breaking up with this boy toy or not?"

Evelyn said nothing.

She crossed her arms, too lazy to explain.

She watched Ethan jump around like a clown, frantic with anger.

She glanced back at Alexander Vance.

The man stood there with a raised brow, a smile playing on his lips. "Boy toy?"

Evelyn said lazily, "You eat my food and live in my house. What else would you be?"

Alexander chuckled, his gaze deep. "I do live in your house."

Evelyn fell silent.

This guy was always making innuendos since they got together.

She cleared her throat and looked away.

Ethan roared, "Grace! You two are making eyes at each other! Still trying to deny it?"

Evelyn said, "I'm not denying it."

"You...!"

Ethan was furious. "Don't think just because Uncle dotes on you, I'll tolerate this endlessly! A core disciple of Cortez Sect? Don't even think about it!"

Evelyn spread her hands. "Is that so? Want to try?"

Ethan was infuriated by her attitude. He turned and stormed off.

Charles Valentine followed him, shooting her a glare. "You'll regret this!"

The two brothers slammed the door on their way out.

Evelyn pouted and closed the door.

As soon as she turned around, a scorching hand wrapped around her waist.

She pushed him. "What are you doing?"

"I don't just eat your food and live in your house..." Alexander's voice was low. "I'm also going to sleep with you..."

Evelyn's cheeks instantly flushed red. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Alexander chuckled. "Sleep in your bed. What were you thinking?"

Evelyn said nothing.

That night, Alexander slept in her bed, and he also slept with her.

The next morning.

When Evelyn got out of bed, the man looked refreshed and thoroughly satisfied.

She couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong?" Alexander asked.

Evelyn replied, "I'm thinking about sleeping in separate rooms."

Alexander stiffened. "That's not necessary, is it?"

"Then let's discuss restraint."

"Seven times a week?"

Evelyn was speechless.

"Six times?"

"..."

"Five times. That's the absolute minimum!"

Evelyn gritted her teeth. "Medical advice suggests two or three times a week!"

"You don't understand," Alexander said slowly. "Women hit their peak at thirty, but men start to decline. I need to make up for what I owe you before I turn thirty."

"..."

Evelyn felt this conversation was pointless.

Where was the aloof, domineering CEO she was promised?!

She fled the room as if escaping.

She ran into Mina Sherwood at the door.

Mina's eyes were red and swollen, clearly from crying.

Evelyn was about to comfort her when Mina suddenly spoke. "Grace, I gave Marcus Valentine the divorce papers. Can you help me get him to sign them?"

The three-month DNA test had to be done.

But she would wait until after the baby was born to divorce.

Evelyn was confused. "You want to divorce immediately?"

Mina paused. "I want my child to be born legitimately."

Having a child within a marriage was better than having a bastard.

Evelyn understood. "I'll help you. Until you give birth, you'll live with me."

Mina nodded and smiled.

...

Evelyn didn't stay home long.

The Cortez Sect's official martial arts tournament was today.

It was difficult for outer disciples to enter the inner sect.

The tournament used a draw system, eliminating one out of every two.

With bad luck, the third strongest could face the first and be immediately eliminated.

Every year, some advanced through luck alone...

Evelyn couldn't rely on luck.

After drawing her lot, John Evans came over frowning. "Grace, your luck is terrible!"

Evelyn was slightly taken aback. "Why?"

John pointed at the lot. "Liam Lowell! The best fighter under Jason Evans's command! You're in big trouble against him!"

He sighed. "You hit Jason yesterday. Someone saw him going to the Discipline Hall. If Second Senior Brother hadn't intervened, the Cortez Sect would never let assaulting a superior slide."

The Cortez Sect had strict rules against subordinates challenging superiors.

Evelyn was a little worried Jason would cause trouble...

As for Ethan Valentine...

She rubbed her chin.

Should she clarify her relationship with Third Uncle?

She felt... somewhat reluctant?

Then she wouldn't clarify.

The truth would come out at the family reunion gala in three days anyway.

It would take the Cortez Sect's Discipline Hall a few days to process things...

As she was thinking, Jason Evans walked over with a dark expression, followed by his men.

He stopped in front of her. "Grace! You hit my brother Justin Evans yesterday. I've reported it! Wait for the Cortez Sect's punishment!"

Evelyn glanced at him and calmly rotated her wrist. "Looking for another beating?"

"You..."

Jason gritted his teeth in anger and looked at Liam. "When you face Grace later, don't hold back! Teach her a proper lesson!"

Liam nodded, glaring darkly at Evelyn.

Evelyn raised a brow and asked John, "Is Liam very strong?"

"Extremely strong!" John sighed. "Top three among outer disciples! He had bad luck the past two years, always drawing the number one, so he stayed."

Evelyn didn't know much about martial arts and wasn't sure how powerful her master was.

She was a bit worried. "Can I beat him?"

John shook his head. "Definitely not! Grace, don't you know your own strength?"

Evelyn fell silent.

Damn!

She suddenly felt nervous.

If she couldn't win on stage and couldn't escape...

She coughed and took out her phone to text Alexander. [If I lose later, remember to come bail me out.]