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.

What was he talking about? Since when I was feisty and passionate in

a passionate couple, why is Cassandra

silent spectator so far, drawled lazily. Feigning indifference, he narrowed his eyes at them. Cassandra still looked uncomfortable in his arms. Lionel's deliberate provocation was

the

you always insist on being the third wheel between a husband and his wife? Don't mistake yourself into believing that if you bring

his face. A flash of

"Lionel, that's enough!"

raised her voice, her bright eyes blazing with anger. She couldn't stand it

unreasonable and

shout. Lionel loosened his grip, his chilly eyes

so wanton. You are so lonely that you can't get through one day without

words were like a knife slashing right at her. Her jaw dropped

was always in private. Now, he was

with your words, Lionel! Who do you think you are! Don't slander me

stood where she was, hands clenched into tight fists, but the expression on her face was calm. Her gaze was cold and a bitter

by, his eyebrows raised, playing the role of an onlooker. Cassandra's reaction had surprised him. This

me that Rufus entered your room last night. When he left, his clothes were disheveled. What was that

frosty behavior and decided to jump right to what he suspected. Retreating

listen to others and believe in rumors? Or has it always been the case? Do you have any evidence of what you just claimed? I don't care if you smear my reputation, but

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

to dump her one day, you would never get in the picture. I will look into this. If you have done something behind my

sharp contrast to Lionel's fury, and it only frustrated the

and taken everything that was supposed

would never let

Thwack!

a sudden, and the temperature in