Silver's POV

I stared at my husband in disbelief. Was he seriously telling me to pretend I care about him? As if I didn't already care about him. I folded my arms across my chest and pressed my lips in a thin line as I glared up at him.

"What makes you think I don't already care about you?" I asked him.

He turned to look at me, his eyes narrowed.

"Because you allowed someone to take advantage of me the other night. What am I supposed to think?" He asked through his teeth.

My brows furrowed together.

What was he talking about?

pain. Something told me that Rebecca might have been right. There was some kind of misunderstanding that seriously needed to

look. I followed behind, wanting to talk to him, but knowing it had to wait until after the interview. There was no way I was going to be able

now.

and a nervous feeling fell into the pit of my stomach. My mouth fell open at the sight of the crowd

the couch as if he had done this a million times before. Merida Ryder sat on her chair with her leg crossed over the other

my best not to

but steal glances up at Elliot who wore a stern expression. I hated that he was upset with me. I shook the thought out of my mind and focused on Merida who was smiling a

her hand out to shake mine. "I must say, I saw your painting at the auction, and I was blown away.

with a loving expression, and it made me relax a bit. I smiled

was easy. Elliot would do anything I ask him," I teased, wrapping my arms around his arms. "He's

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