Chapter 143

Britney's POV

I was in the kitchen when I heard someone coming behind me. My instinct yelled to protect myself, so before I could think properly, I gave a kick, but when I saw the person I was kicking, my eyes widened in shock.

"Evan?" It was already too late because he staggered, and was now on the floor, his eyes watching me with shock.

"What was that for?" He asked with raised brows, his eyes staring at me with confusion. I was trying so hard to hide that confusion, but no matter how I did, I wasn't able to do that. I had a serious gaze on, my eyes darting around in worry.

He groaned, trying to stand on his feet. His eyes were facing the ground, and then he looked up at me, who was still standing like a statue. My eyes darted in panic when he did that, and I wished that I could do something about the whole situation.

I had just hit him badly, and I hoped that nothing was going to happen to him because I was already getting really scared.

"Britney…" he called in a low tone, causing