However, without any sense of guilt, Casandra came with a suitcase. Her body was slightly wet from braving the rain. "You can't talk at all!" Alexander snapped just as Casandra stepped into the room. He stood with his arms folded, glaring at the confused Casandra. Suddenly scolded without knowing what she did wrong, Casandra felt it was excessive anger displayed by Alexander. Nevertheless, it was effective in making her brain work hard, trying to figure out what had made her husband so angry. "When your husband speaks, you listen!" Alexander approached, and Casandra reflexively moved backward. "I warn you, this is the last time you defy what I say." Closing the distance between them, Casandra kept moving back to avoid touching him since the bedroom wall was already against her back. But she couldn't escape now. "S-sorry, Sir," Casandra murmured, barely audibl

As a husband, Alexander wanted to defend Casandra, who was truly blameless in all of this. He had accepted Cesilia's offer because he needed money for her father's treatment, her siblings' education, and their living expenses, which would undoubtedly increase over time. However, it needs to be emphasized once again that Casandra never begged or offered herself. Cesilia herself asked, even begged, as if forcing Casandra to be Alexander's second wife. So it's not fair for Casandra to be blamed.Alexander was right; Cesilia should reconsider and improve herself so she wouldn't be fully replaced by her own maid."So, have you made up your mind to make Casandra your wife? That means there won't be a divorce between you two in two years?" Cesilia asked softly, barely audible as her heart was so tight, imagining that she would always be together with Casandra as Alexander's wife. That meant she would have a mistress for the rest of her life."I don't know; it depends on your attitude towards

"Lex," Casandra whispered, quite startled as Alexander suddenly entered the room and lay down beside her, hugging her tightly."What happened outside that made you like this? Did some annoying neighbor bother you again?" Alexander shook his head. "Forgive me.""Forgive you for what?" Casandra asked, puzzled. She drew back and looked into Alexander's eyes, swearing that she didn't understand the direction of his words.Alexander sighed, leaning on his elbow, still gazing at Casandra. "I always belittled you with my hurtful words. Remember when you..."Casandra covered Alexander's mouth with her hand. "Enough, I don't want to discuss all of that. Let bygones be bygones. I want to look to the future with you, Lex. Don't bring up everything, as I never remember anything you did in the past.""But, Cas...""No 'buts.' I promise you, I've forgotten all of it, Lex." She sat up. "Now tell me, what's going on? What made you come here and apologize to me?"Alexander hugged Casandra's waist, bur

"Lex, your phone is ringing!" Casandra called out, summoning Alexander who was changing clothes in the bathroom. "Lex!" she called again, as Alexander didn't come out. Seeing Alexander's phone still ringing, Casandra grabbed it and brought it to the bathroom. "Lex, it's your phone ringing!" Casandra called out once more, knocking on the bathroom door. "Who's calling?" Alexander finally spoke up. "There's no name, but it has been ringing three times in a row," Casandra replied. Alexander, who was busy rinsing the soap off his body, fell silent for a moment, trying to recall if he had any appointments with someone. "Try answering it and tell them to call me back later," he instructed. "Alright, Lex." Casandra prepared to slide the green logo to answer the call. "Hello, good afternoon," she greeted. 

"Now you can go meet Alexander. The twenty-four hours I've given you with him. So never betray me, even if it's just a kiss." "You must be crazy, Maxime. I am Alexander's wife. You're restricting even a simple kiss? Where is your conscience?" Cesilia asserted each word that came out of her mouth, while adjusting her dress. "I don't care. Remember, if you so much as touch Alexander, I'll make your life difficult, Cesilia!" Maxime threatened, pointing his index finger at her. "Fine, that means I can hug my husband." Cesilia confirmed. Maxime nodded, although he felt hurt knowing Cesilia would be in the arms of another man, even if it was her husband. "I'll allow that, but not this." He brushed Cesilia's lips with his thumb. "Remember, your whole body belongs to me." "Whatever, then I'm leaving." Cesilia got up from Maxime's lap. But he stopped her and pulled he