A Graduation Gift

The photos were taken under dark light. In the night shadow, the two figures seemed to be standing close and gazing at each other with affection in their eyes. Cassandra bent down to pick up the evidence of her offense. She tried to act composed in front of Lionel.

"These photos were taken on the same day you graduated from Sapienza University in Rome. Didn't you tell me you didn't know Rufus before? Then how is it possible that you and he showed up on the same cruise?"

Lionel's lips twisted in disdain, his anger barely restrained. He had gotten hold of these photos by accident. Apparently, on the day of Cassandra's graduation, Rufus had been with her.

They had known each other for a long time, and his wife lied to him about it!

However, Cassandra knew nothing about when these photos were clicked. She had been drunk that night and could not remember what she had done until she became sober.

She had no idea Rufus was on the cruise that night. As for the photos, she didn't know how they were taken and by whom. She wasn't even aware they existed till now.

"Cassandra, you better explain this to me!"

At her prolonged silence, Lionel grew more and more furious. His sharp, cold eyes were locked on Cassandra's face as he forced her to answer his question.

"There were a lot of guests on the cruise. I didn't know that Rufus was there. As you can see, these photos were taken from that angle on purpose. And even if he was on the same cruise, I swear I didn't meet him that night,"

Cassandra said unemotionally. She wasn't nervous or flurried at Lionel's harsh voice. He couldn't intimidate her. She slowly lifted up her chin and looked at Lionel defiantly, adding, "If you don't believe me, just wait for Rufus and ask him face to face. Or you can make this a bigger issue and tell your father that Rufus and I are having an affair. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

The expression on Lionel's face turned inscrutable at the sarcasm in her words. Cassandra was clearly threatening him. She didn't believe that he had the courage to do just as she said.

"Cassandra, do you really think I will believe your words?"

Lionel wasn't a fool. He knew that whoever was behind the camera took these pictures on purpose. However, it didn't change the fact that Cassandra and Rufus had met each other in Rome.

"You've never believed me though, have you? No matter what I say, it is all futile because you never listen to me. I have nothing to say about these photos. You can investigate them if you like. You and I are married, Lionel, in case you forgot. Hate me as much as you like, but please don't use me as a tool to help you get rid of Rufus!"

she was now. She could see things clearly: Lionel wasn't mad at her because of those photos. He didn't care that it put their marriage at risk. He just wanted to find an excuse to remove Rufus from the Tang

stared at Cassandra with his mouth open, surprised. For the first time in years, he felt that the woman standing in front

"Cassandra, I've underestimated you."

closer to Cassandra and touched

I should

soon as she finished speaking, ready and eager to leave. However, the very next

we cooperate with each

as she turned

"I don't understand."

her head and looked at Lionel's hand which was still grabbing her arm. She shook it off,

her shoulder. "Haven't you been dreaming about a free life? I'm offering you an opportunity to seize your dreams. As long as you admit to an affair with Rufus, I promise you I will provide you with whatever

lips curved in an evil smile.

her skin. She stepped back out of

vicious. How could he have come up with this idea? He was insane if he thought she would agree to his

I promise nothing will happen to your family. You and I will get a divorce too. You'll be free to do whatever you like. Isn't that

his gaze on Cassandra and quirked an eyebrow, waiting for her

rife with tension as Lionel still stared at her. Cassandra gave

dreaming of, the Qin family's safety, her freedom. But for some reason, achieving it this way

wife and brother's reputation to satisfy your own desire. I can't stay with you for one more second. You make me sick. Don't pull me into your fight with Rufus. I won't

dislike for him was evident on her

felt like a hard

your shameless and vindictive schemes. I'm not as

eyes narrowing in rage. He caught Cassandra's chin in his grasp and glared at her, his thin

"What did you say?"

together as she felt the sharp ache in her jaw. However, she still lifted her