Silver's POV

I stared at my husband in disbelief. Was he seriously telling me to pretend I care about him? As if I didn't already care about him. I folded my arms across my chest and pressed my lips in a thin line as I glared up at him.

"What makes you think I don't already care about you?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me, his eyes narrowed.

"Because you allowed someone to take advantage of me the other night. What am I supposed to think?" He asked through his teeth.

My brows furrowed together.

What was he talking about?

other night. I was the only one who was with him until the morning. The hurt expression on his face when he looked at me made my heart ping with pain. Something told me that Rebecca might have been right. There was some kind of misunderstanding that seriously needed to

to him, but knowing it had to

now.

My mouth fell open at the sight of the crowd before us. I squinted as the lights around the studio nearly blinded me and

couch as if he had done this a million times before. Merida Ryder sat on her chair with her leg crossed over the other and a notebook on her lap. She had a bright

Elliott, trying my best not to

a stern expression. I hated that he was upset with

your painting at the auction, and I was blown away. It was incredible. How did you convince

with a loving expression, and it made me relax a bit. I smiled at him before looking back

I teased, wrapping my arms

Merida chuckled.

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