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?

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 be cleared up. But just

followed behind, wanting to talk to him, but knowing it had to wait until after the interview. There was no way I was going to be able

now.

in the air and a nervous feeling fell into the pit of my stomach. My mouth fell open at the sight of the crowd before us. I squinted as the lights around the studio nearly blinded me and I tried my best to smile and

her chair with her leg crossed over the other and a notebook on her lap. She had a bright smile

trying my best not

made her introductions and spoke to the audience with grace. I couldn't help but steal glances up at Elliot who wore a stern expression. I hated that he was upset with me. I shook the thought out of my mind and focused

to shake mine. "I must say, I saw your painting at the auction, and I was blown away. It was

gazing down at me with a loving expression, and it made me

ask him," I teased, wrapping my

Merida chuckled.

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