Chapter 10
Dermot didn't understand the scorn in Evelyn's smile, but he still answered seriously, "We didn't suit each other. Divorce was the best option."
Evelyn sneered in her heart as she thought, 'Interesting. We had been married for two years but hadn't met for once. How did you know whether we suited each other? You never wanted to get along with me in the first place.'
She looked at them and sneered, "I truly feel sorry for Mr. Doyle's ex-wife."
With that, she left the ward without looking back, not wanting to spend another moment with them.
They were indeed a match made in heaven.
Soon, someone followed her out. Dermot's tall figure blocked Evelyn's way. "Are you angry? Because I was married?"
"Mr. Doyle, don't overthink," she replied dryly. "Why would I care about your marital status? Only the person in that ward cares."
"Why bring Cassie into this? Why would she care?" Dermot was confused.
Evelyn thought that Dermot didn't want any negative word about Cassie. She pursed her lips. "Sure, sure. Ms. Ackers has nothing to do with this. I shouldn't have involved her."
He protected his lover so much and wouldn't even tolerate one casual remark on her.
"Don't change the subject. Why are you angry?" he pressed, his gaze trying to penetrate her defenses.
Unfortunately for him, Evelyn was adept at hiding her emotions.
She said, "I'm not angry. I just feel for your ex-wife. You guys have already divorced, but people are still saying bad words about her behind her back. That's so mean."
She indeed felt upset when she heard people talking about her like that.
"I was forced into that marriage. Cassie was just standing up for me. She meant no harm," Dermot tried to explain.
Before Evelyn could respond, he continued, "I've never met her, but I think she must be a good person. It's just that we were not meant for each other."
After all, she hadn't caused him any trouble over the past two years, which proved that she was not a scheming and greedy woman.
However, hearing his explanation, Evelyn darkened her face more.
The label of "a good person" was all she got after her two-year marriage.
Dermot had no right to put labels on her.
She said with an icy tone, her face darkened, "Mr. Doyle, you don't need to tell me that. I have no interest in your personal life."
She tried to leave, but Dermot wouldn't step aside.
"Please move, Mr. Doyle. I'm very busy," she said, her tone sharp.
Dermot's temper flared. He had rarely spoken so openly, but she still looked at him as if he was sinister.
"Dr. Kyte, I know you're playing hard to get, but getting too far isn't a good idea," he said coldly. Obviously, he thought that she was ungrateful when he had given her a chance.
Evelyn was at a loss for words. She thought, 'Playing hard to get? Me? Can't he tell I don't like him? Is there something wrong with his brain? There must be!'
"Mr. Doyle, maybe you should have your brain checked," she suggested. "I can arrange for someone to examine you right now. Brain issues should not be taken lightly."
"Dr. Kyte!" Dermot gritted his teeth. "Are you saying you haven't been playing hard to get?"
"I haven't," she replied without hesitation. "I'm not interested in you, Mr. Doyle. I meant what I said in that ward. I don't like those who named Doyle."
With that, Evelyn walked past him, not hesitating for a second.
Dermot stood still, a mix of anger, embarrassment, and confusion swirling within him.
He was sure now that Evelyn truly had no interest in him. Then, her actions could only mean that she disliked him.
But why?
Evelyn had never hidden her disdain since their first meeting. He was wondering if he had ever met her and offended her before but forgot about it.
Thinking of this, he called Todd. "Check Dr. Kyte's schedule for the past few years, especially any that overlaps with mine. I need to know if we've ever met！"
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