Chapter 43 Do You Love Me?

Liam Walton was the first to recover his composure. For a moment, he had been caught off guard by the sight of Evelyn standing in front of him, wearing nothing but a loose nightgown and looking about as surprised as he felt. But as soon as his mind cleared, he curved his lips into a faint smile, the kind that usually signaled confidence—maybe even a hint of mischievousness. “May I come in?” he asked in an even tone, trying not to stare too blatantly at her disheveled hair or the pajamas that clung to her figure.