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

If you're such a passionate couple,

eyes at them.

was unable to bear the sight of it. A sense of anger had been stirred up inside. 'How

you always insist on being the third wheel between a husband and his wife? Don't mistake yourself into believing that if you bring my wife on a business trip, you can do whatever you

an insinuating and ironic smile spreading over his face. A flash of disdain passed in his

"Lionel, that's enough!"

with anger. She couldn't stand it anymore. He wasn't

being unreasonable and

loosened his grip, his chilly eyes narrowing at Cassandra. The look

knew there was something between you two. Cassandra, I didn't know you were so wanton. You are so lonely

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

had listened to him slinging mud at her many times, but it was always in private. Now, he was humiliating her in front

careful with your words, Lionel! Who do you think you are! Don't slander me like this in public. Your

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

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

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

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

believe in rumors? Or has it always been the case? Do you

eyes looking back at Lionel coldly. The veil of charm on his handsome face hid a deep sense of contempt.

"She is my wife! Even if I detest her or want to dump her

demeanor was in sharp contrast to Lionel's fury,

exasperation enveloped him. Lionel refused to take his defeat lying down. Rufus, born out of wedlock, had come out of nowhere and taken everything that was supposed to be his. Now, he even

would never let that

Thwack!

Time seemed to still all of a sudden, and the temperature