MISTAKE 56

Chapter 56: Signing Event

I saw a man put his hand on my wife's back, and I was jealous and wanted to know who he was," Daniel corrected with a straight face, and she was at a loss for words.

"Jealous?" she asked incredulously. It was as though someone had said that the ancient Egyptians disappeared because Cleopatra's undies were thrown into Osiris' temple. "Why not? I am human," he answered.

"This document, wherever you got it, will have to pass through my lawyer, so there is nothing

to bother about," she dismissed him.

"Keep scrolling," he instructs her, and she continues after a moment of hesitation. She saw pictures of Stanley meeting with her lawyer. She already knew what this was the moment she saw it. But she could not bring herself to believe it. "What is this?"

"The author of Autumn's Snow is called Autumn Hanson. She is your lawyer, Mr. Hanson's uncle," he explained, and she started finding it hard to breathe..

"Why?" she asked.

"You are about to sign a deal tomorrow; should I hide it from you?" he asked.

"I mean, why are you helping me? You even said this is part of the reason you are marrying me?" she asked, her voice barely leaving her throat.

property. You have probably handled several legal matters concerning your art

want to help me? You have not helped me all this while; why start now? Why did

him.

looked into hers. Anya was somewhat disappointed. He felt

Autumn Snow?" she asked Daniel, "Why not transfer copyright of my

doesn't make any

"Why?" she asked.

commissioned the author of Autumn Snow to write

me a muse?" She found herself

I am not saying I don't trust you, but I need to see that document with my own eyes," she

as Anya stood before her mirror, her hands trembling slightly as she applied the finishing touches to her

fresh in her memory as she

warnings and promises intertwining in a tangled mess of uncertainty and a slight whiff of frustration. A part of her wondered if Daniel was just too paranoid. But her fear gnawed at her insides like a cluster of worms; Daniel never joked. If she knew

attempting to calm herself, yet her resolve hardened with each passing moment. As long as she does not sign, all will be well. If the

Daniel waiting for her in the living room, a tray of breakfast spread out on the table

Anya," he said, his voice unusually soft. His gentle gaze raked over

with Daniel who brought her food. In all her years married to him, he had never willingly done anything for her. Seeing him waiting for her with a tray of breakfast was a

he said, his eyes never leaving hers. "I thought

evaporating in the face of her mounting anxiety. "That's... thoughtful of you, Daniel," she murmured, her mind racing with a thousand doubts

was

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