Trapped in Love

Chapter 640 Get Married
Scott turned to Neil, sensing his gaze, and asked with a faint smile, “What’s happening?”
Neil hesitated briefly, then spoke. “I need to talk to you.”
“Sure,” Scott replied as they moved away from the dining table to the yard.
Neil got to the point, “Tell me honestly, how do you feel about Carol?”
Scott adjusted his sweater collar and replied, “Isn’t it clear I’ve been by her side for five years?”
“But you didn’t seem jealous when they mentioned Evan earlier,” Neil said, studying Scott closely.
Scott grinned. “I’m over 30 now. I can control my emotions.”
Leaning against the car, Neil remarked, “You seem a bit too casual about it.”
“I’ve realized there’s no future for Carol and me,” Scott said calmly.
“Why not strive for it then?” Neil asked.
“If striving worked, we’d have been together already,” Scott replied.
Neil felt regretful about Scott not being with his sister. It was rare to find a man so considerate toward
Carol
“Scott, find a suitable lady and get married,” Neil suggested.
“Nah, I’m content being by her side like this,” Scott declined.
Neil sighed. “You don’t need to sacrifice yourself forever.”
Scott remained silent for a while, then said, “I’m willing to sacrifice for peace of mind.”
Nell was stunned, struggling to understand Scott’s remark.
‘What does that even mean? Is he into self–punishment?‘ he wondered.

“It’s quite cold outside. I’m going in,” Scott declared before heading into the villa.
Meanwhile, Evan’s car pulled into the yard.
Nell watched as Evan got out and approached him cautiously.
“Please, don’t upset Carol on Lundi Gras!” Nell warned.
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Evan glared at him coldly. “There’s no conflict between us at the moment.”
He walked past Neil and into the villa without acknowledging him.
Neil called after him, “If you’ve chosen her, don’t hurt her anymore, or you’ll answer to me!
Evan stopped but didn’t turn around. “I’ll tolerate your rudeness this time because you’re Caroline’s
brother.”
He entered the villa without looking back.
As Evan disappeared inside, Reuben couldn’t help but tell Neil, “Honestly, Mr. Jordan has done a lot for
Ms. Shenton...”
Neil sighed. “Go inside and join the dinner.”
In the living room, the voices and laughter ceased when Evan arrived.
Alex stood up, walked to Evan, and patted his back. “Hurry and take a seat. You’re quite late. We’re almost
finished eating...”
Alex’s expression froze as he pulled his hand back, astonished. “Why is your shirt wet, Evan?”
He circled around Evan and sniffed. “Coffee? Who spilled coffee on you? he asked anxiously.

Caroline looked at Evan in amazement, thinking he had been at Jordan Residence earlier. ‘Did Evan’s father harass him on a
joyful occasion like this?‘ she wondered.