Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 39

The soft notes of a waltz floated through the room, blending seamlessly with the murmur of voices and the gentle clinking. of glasses. Izzy found herself on the dance floor, her hand resting lightly on Liam’s shoulder while his other hand held hers.

firmly. Around them, other couples swayed to the rhythun, but all Izzy could think about was how much she wanted t

disappear.

Liam leaned slightly closer, his breath warm against her ear as he said, “You should smile more.”

Izzy forced a polite smile, her eyes scanning the room to avoid his gaze. “Thank you,” she replied stiffly, though her tone carried a hint of reluctance. She knew she couldn’t argue with him here, not with so many eyes on them. The ballroom was filled with curious onlookers, their gazes following her every move, analyzing, speculating. The last thing she needed was to

create a scene.

“What are you doing. Liam?” she asked quietly, her eyes flicking to his face.

Liam smirked, his grip on her hand tightening slightly as he guided her through a turn. “I’m donating a million dollars,” he said, his voice laced with a nonchalance that made her inwardly roll her eyes. “Isn’t that too obvious!”

“Generous, Izzy said, her tone even as she let him lead. “But this isn’t about charity, is it?”

“Maybe,” Liam replied, his smirk growing. “Or maybe I just wanted to ensure you didn’t end up in someone else’s arms tonight. Can you imagine? My wife, swaying with some guy who’s only here because his orthopedic shoes finally lets him stand through a song.”

Izzy blinked, her composure slipping for a moment. She glanced up at him, her brows furrowing. “You’re impossible,” she muttered under her breath.

“Only when it comes to you,” he said smoothly, his eyes glinting with amusement. “And for the record, you’re welcome. It is my honor to save my wife from the clutches of other men.”

Izzy clenched her teeth, resisting the urge to stomp on his foot. Instead, she focused on the steps of the dance, keeping her expression calm. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Immensely,” Liam said, his tone shameless. “But don’t worry. I’ll let you return the favor one day. Maybe buy me at an auction?

Izzy gave him a flat look. “Not in this lifetime.”

music swelled. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said, his voice quieter

floor,

dancing with a much older gentleman. The sight brought a flicker of satisfaction to Izzy’s otherwise frazzled

noticed too, because his smirk deepened. “Looks like someone isn’t happy,” he murmured, nodding subtly in

raised a brow, tilting her head slightly. “And whose fault

a grin. “You’re stealing

it,” she countered, her

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Chapter 39

as he spun her gain. “Looking like you were made for

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her skin, how he

eyes locking onto hers. For a brief moment, the world seemed to shrink around them, the murmurs

lingering on her waist as

tone almost teasing

thin line. “Don’t push

she walked away, her back straight and her head high, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she’d somehow just lost

Izzy. The polished floor seemed to amplify the tension crackling inside him. Watching Izzy danced with Liam was

he demanded, stopping in front of her

countered, her eyes narrowing as her

speaking casually with a few other

turned on her heel, intending to walk away. “I don’t have time for this,

his tone lower now. He guided her toward a quieter corner of the

arm free as they stopped near an alcove adorned with

you trying to make me jealous?” Calen asked bluntly,

snorted, her arms dropping to her sides. “Jealous?” she repeated, incredulous. “Since when did

faltered, his mouth opening slightly before closing again. The pause was brief but