Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 22

Besides, compared to staying in the city where creditors showed up at their door every other day, Riverside Millford was much quieter and more comfortable.

As he told her all this, Evan leaned lazily against Emma's shoulder, his fingertips idly caressing her earlobe. He asked, "Are you scared to be with me?"

The sensation on her earlobe tickled, and Emma instinctively leaned into his embrace. She looked up at him and asked back, "Scared of what? Will I get assassinated for being with you?"

Evan chuckled and shook his head. "No, not that."

"Then it's fine. If being with you won't kill me, what's there to be afraid of?"

Young love is incredibly pure, untainted by worldly concerns. Back then, Emma didn't understand what Evan was truly asking.

On the surface, he was asking if she was scared to be with him.

In reality, he was asking if she was scared to be with someone like him—a person with poor grades, a family drowning in debt, a father in prison, and a mother who had disappeared. Someone who, by all accounts, had no future.

Given Evan's circumstances at the time in Riverside Millford, if you asked a matchmaker to find him a partner, she would've felt like she had no conscience for even trying.

So, when her family found out she was dating Evan and planned to leave Riverside Millford with him, her mother was so angry she nearly fainted. Even her mild-mannered father flew into a rare rage, locking her in the house and forbidding her from going out.

Unfortunately for them, Emma was the type who responded to persuasion, not pressure. The more they tried to control her, the more she rebelled.

Her love for Evan was real, and so was the fact that her head was clouded by love and passion. In the end, she ran away without a second thought.

She was sixteen when she left Riverside Millford. Evan was seventeen.

Eleven years have passed since then.

She is now twenty-seven, and Evan is twenty-eight.

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