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.

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

such a passionate couple, why is Cassandra resisting

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

bear the sight of it.

between a husband and his wife? Don't mistake yourself into believing that if you

over his face. A flash

"Lionel, that's enough!"

her bright eyes blazing with anger. She couldn't stand

was being unreasonable and

expression stormy at her sudden shout. Lionel loosened his grip, his chilly eyes narrowing at Cassandra. The look he gave her could have turned water into ice.

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

like a knife slashing right at her. Her jaw

at her many times, but it was always in private. Now, he was humiliating her in front of others.

you think you are! Don't slander me like this in public. Your accusations are a pack

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

Cassandra's reaction had surprised him. This woman might be tiny, but she was plucky.

he left, his clothes were disheveled. What was that

he suspected. Retreating his footsteps, he sat back on the sofa

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

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

him. "She is my wife! Even if I detest her or want to dump her one day, you would never get in the picture.

fury, and it only

of 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

Thwack!

sound rang out. Time seemed to still all of a sudden, and the temperature