When Raina Lowell thought about it, she had said before that the old man beside her was older, not comparable to Damien Sinclair. As for looks, each has their own merits! She pulled the blanket over her head, unwilling to answer. Who knows if that madman Damien Sinclair did anything to her Evelyn. Thinking back to what Damien Sinclair had said when they parted, Raina Lowell still gets chills up to this day. Adrian Grant lifted his hand and tugged at the blanket covering her head, "Answer my question." Sometimes, what this woman says makes him doubt himself. He is indeed a few years older than her. But isn’t age a good thing, to know how to care for someone, be forgiving, and capable? That damned little woman has no taste. Raina Lowell brushed off his touch, "Don’t touch me, I’m tired and want to sleep." She turned her back to Adrian Grant, lying in the same bed with him made her unable to stop thinking about what she saw that night. She feels uncomfortable and is even more unwilling to face him. Adrian Grant saw her genuine disdain towards him, lips tightened, his handsome face darkened. It felt as if there was a blockage in his chest, extremely uncomfortable. What right does she have to disdain him? She bore a child for someone else and cohabited with the father during their marriage. He, as the husband, didn’t mind and was willing to forgive her, wanting to live a good life with her. Not only was she ungrateful, she even had the nerve to disdain him. Adrian Grant really couldn’t tolerate her any longer, he pulled the blanket off her, pinned her wrists above her head, pressing down on her. "Raina Lowell, what are you being so arrogant about?" Raina Lowell was startled by his sudden roughness, trying to keep calm, meeting his gaze with defiance. "My daughter is missing, I’m worried about her, is that arrogance?" The daughter isn’t his, of course he wouldn’t consider things from her perspective. Perhaps, as a stepfather, he would rather her daughter never come back. "I can understand if you’re not in the mood, but what attitude are you giving me? Have I not done enough for you?" Adrian Grant felt stifled. Because of her incident, he realized her importance. So he forgave her unconditionally for all the mistakes she made. Yet she showed no gratitude, lying in the same bed and not letting him touch her. A wife who doesn’t let you touch her, is she still a wife? "That’s just my character, as you know." Raina Lowell thought about her son still in his hands, had to soften her attitude. Adrian Grant’s gaze was deep and piercing. "I don’t know your character? Were you before? Or do you just want to take your children and leave me, go find their father?" If she really thought like that, he’d definitely break her legs. The children won’t see him either. "Adrian Grant, what more do you want from me?" Raina Lowell was somewhat annoyed. Her face wrinkled with grievance, her pretty eyes began to glimmer with tears. Adrian Grant looked at her and felt she was somehow the one aggrieved. Holding the bitterness in his heart, clearly wanting something difficult to say, yet forcing himself to speak. His deep, melancholic eyes looked at her. No one knows why, even after being married for a year, her whole body is well-known to him. But at this moment, seeing her so delicate, he had a sudden impulse to possess her, to merge with her completely. Raina Lowell’s cheeks flushed red. The heart in her chest inexplicably sped up its rhythm. She glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, breathing heavily, "I told you, I’m not... uh...". Before the two words "not in the mood" could come out, her lips were sealed. Raina Lowell struggled, trying to resist. But the man on her was too forceful and strong, restraining her hands above her head, leaving her no strength to resist. She gave up resisting, gently closed her eyes, as a tear rolled down her cheek. This man is really rotten to the core. Why, when involved with Isabelle Everett, did he still treat her this way? He doesn’t find it dirty, but she definitely finds it disgusting. If he didn’t find her daughter within three months, she would definitely take Evelyn far away. Discover more novels at novel·fıre·net For a lifetime, never to meet him again. The next day, in the morning. Raina Lowell removed the man’s hand from her waist, got up, and dressed. Seeing Adrian Grant waking up too, she suppressed the discomfort in her heart and demanded: "I want to call Evelyn." Adrian Grant looked at her. Thinking about her shyness, breathing, and brokenness beneath him last night. He finally softened his heart, got out of bed and told her, "I’ll have Elias Sheridan bring him to you later." On hearing Elias Sheridan will bring him, Raina Lowell asked: "So Evelyn has been with Elias Sheridan these past two days?" Adrian Grant didn’t deny it. Raina Lowell suddenly raised her voice. "I’ve told you, I hate Elias Sheridan, don’t let him near my children, why won’t you listen?" Elias Sheridan is a doctor, he must already know Evelyn is his child. He didn’t confront her, probably fearing to offend Adrian Grant. But that man would expose Evelyn to his influence, and once Evelyn had feelings for him, he’d definitely take her away. So she absolutely couldn’t let Evelyn interact with him anymore. "What did Elias Sheridan do to you, for you to hate him so much?" Adrian Grant suspiciously stared at Raina Lowell; her reaction was too unusual. He couldn’t understand. Raina Lowell felt guilty, but tried to stay calm. "I really do hate him from the bottom of my heart. If you want me to be a good wife, then you must forbid him from contacting me and the child in the future." If not, when the truth is revealed someday, it will inevitably strike this man hard. She didn’t want to owe him anything anymore. Nor did she wish to hurt him. "You stay at the old house with Grandpa for now. If I get off work early in the afternoon, I’ll come over." Adrian Grant put on a vest, grabbed his suit, and headed out the door. Raina Lowell could only pray that Elias Sheridan wouldn’t do anything excessive. And that he wouldn’t take her child away. Right now, she only had Evelyn. Adrian Grant left work early and called Elias Sheridan. Upon learning that Evelyn was still at the hospital, he rushed over himself. At the Sheridan Hospital, he met Elias Sheridan, and Adrian Grant asked him: "Why didn’t you help me send the child back to Lowell Manor since he’s fine? Why keep him at the hospital?" Elias Sheridan, wearing a lab coat, was processing some documents in front of a computer and sighed, shaking his head. "He’s been saying he’s not feeling well, and it doesn’t seem like he’s faking it. I’m planning to run another check-up. Why, do you want to take him away?" Adrian Grant didn’t deny it. "Raina wants to see him. I’ll take him to the old house first to see if he’ll get better, maybe he’s just pretending." He prepared to head to the child’s ward. Thinking of something, he halted and stared at Elias Sheridan, "Did you do something to Raina?" Elias Sheridan, upon hearing this, looked up at him and smiled. "What could I do to your wife?" "Then why does she dislike you so much?" Elias Sheridan was stunned, recalling the recent encounters with Raina Lowell, each time met with deep hostility. He clearly hadn’t done anything to that woman. He hadn’t done anything bad to her and he hadn’t treated her poorly before. Lately, that woman really seemed possessed, inexplicably targeting him. Elias Sheridan replied irritably, "You should ask your wife about that. I swear, I haven’t done anything to her." Adrian Grant pondered; with a woman like Raina Lowell, full of lies, stubborn, and unappreciative, anyone who was once good to her, she disliked. Even he, her husband, she disregarded. Let alone Elias Sheridan. He didn’t think much about it and directly headed to the child’s ward. Just before reaching the ward, he saw Madam Cole and Ms. Ford frantically searching in the corridor. Realizing something, Adrian Grant quickly stepped forward to stop Madam Cole and asked anxiously: "What happened? Did something occur?" Madam Cole looked urgently, gasping for breath: "Sir, you’re here. I went downstairs to buy two pounds of fruit for Evelyn, and when I came back, Evelyn was gone." Ms. Ford was also on the verge of tears beside her. "Sir, please have someone help us search. We looked through every floor, but we couldn’t find Evelyn." Hearing Evelyn was missing, Adrian Grant’s heart sank. Without scolding the two useless maids, he remembered that the child was Raina Lowell’s everything, and he immediately rushed to the hospital’s surveillance room. The footage showed two people dressed in white coats, collaborating to take the child away. Adrian Grant immediately copied the surveillance footage and went to find Elias Sheridan. Upon seeing the two people in the footage, Elias Sheridan confidently stated: "They don’t belong to my hospital; they evidently disguised themselves as doctors to take the child." Adrian Grant pulled out his phone, intending to report the incident to the police to assist in the search. But before he could dial, an unknown number called. Fearing it might be related to the child, Adrian Grant pressed to answer. Indeed, on the other end came Damien Sinclair’s mocking laughter: "The president of The Grant Group? Your subordinates are useless, can’t even watch over a child. If you want the child, bring me my Raina." Adrian Grant gritted his teeth, clenching his fists. Anger almost made him smash his phone. Very good, didn’t shed a layer of skin in detention, comes out and pulls this stunt. Intent on sabotaging his marriage with Raina? Wishful thinking. Considering Evelyn Lowell was Damien Sinclair’s child, it was only natural for a father to take his own child. Adrian Grant lost interest, chuckling as he retorted: "Want Raina, do you? Keep dreaming." Damien Sinclair laughed again, "Oh really? Then I’ll wait for Raina to come to me herself. You better keep her close." He hung up the phone. In anger, Adrian Grant nearly crushed his phone. He leaned on the desk, trying hard to calm the rage inside his chest. Elias Sheridan asked, "Who took Evelyn?" "The child’s father." Elias Sheridan looked perplexed, "Isn’t Evelyn an orphan? Where’d a father come from?" Adrian Grant realized he had lied to this man before and couldn’t explain much, so he casually brushed it off: "Whatever it is, the child will be fine. You don’t need to worry." The issue was how he’d explain this to Raina when he returned. To straightforwardly say Damien Sinclair took Evelyn away? Raina wouldn’t rest until she went to find that man. Adrian Grant was very irritated, picked up his phone, and walked away.