A Graduation Gift

In the VIP Reception Room of the Hotel

When Cassandra and Rufus entered the reception room, they saw Lionel already sitting there. He had been waiting impatiently, and the anger in his eyes was obvious.

After that call, Lionel discovered that his wife didn't even have his phone number saved. It greatly wounded his pride.

"What are you doing here?"

Cassandra stared at Lionel, her face puzzled. Rufus and she came here for the project. Why was Lionel here in H City?

A teasing smile hung on Rufus's thin lips. He was wearing an air of nonchalance, with elusive expression in his dark brown eyes.

Cassandra's words added fuel to the fire that already blazed in Lionel's heart. Fury flashed in his eyes. Lionel stood up from the sofa. A vicious sneer curled the corners of his mouth.

He glanced at Rufus who remained silent beside Cassandra before walking up to his wife. What he did next was unexpected.

Lionel slowly reached out and pulled Cassandra in his arms, right under Rufus's nose. Cassandra yelped with astonishment as she was slammed against his chest. She pushed against him furiously.

"You are my wife. Do I need a reason to come and see you, huh?"

Lionel whispered in her ear as he held her. His voice was low and gentle, and every word seemed to indicate his endless affection for her.

Cassandra knew he had something up his sleeve. "Lionel, what are you doing? Let go of me!"

A mild blush appeared on Cassandra's cheeks. Embarrassed, she stole a glance at Rufus. For some reason, she felt guilty that he had to witness this and she tried hard to wriggle free from Lionel's hold.

"Come on, hon! We've been married for years now. You are so feisty in bed with me. I want to show off our for each other. Why do you feel shy in front of our brother?

When Cassandra showed no signs of yielding, Lionel tightened his grip. Shaken and winded by his strength, she stopped struggling.

I was feisty and passionate in bed with him!? We've never even had sex

such a passionate couple, why is

Feigning indifference, he narrowed his eyes at them. Cassandra still looked uncomfortable in his

Cassandra. He was unable to bear the sight of it. A sense of anger had been stirred

Don't mistake yourself into believing that if you bring my wife on a business trip,

his face. A flash of disdain passed in his eyes as he

"Lionel, that's enough!"

blazing with anger. She couldn't stand it anymore.

being unreasonable and needlessly malicious.

stormy at her sudden shout. Lionel loosened his grip, his chilly eyes narrowing at Cassandra. The look he gave her could

didn't know you were so wanton. You are

slashing right at her. Her jaw dropped and she blinked her eyes

many times, but it was

Lionel! Who do you think you are! Don't slander me like this in public. Your accusations are

with anger. She stood where she was, hands clenched into tight fists, but the expression on her

role of an onlooker. Cassandra's reaction had surprised him. This woman might be tiny,

told me that Rufus entered your room last night. When he left, his clothes were disheveled. What was that all about? Care

decided to jump right to what he suspected. Retreating his footsteps, he sat back on the sofa

Or has it always been the case? Do you have any evidence of what you just claimed? I don't

lightly and leaned gracefully against the wall, his eyes looking back at Lionel coldly. The veil

his head to look at him. "She is my wife! Even if I detest her or want to

in sharp contrast to Lionel's fury, and it

born out of wedlock, had come out of nowhere and

let

Thwack!

loud sound rang out. Time seemed to still all of a