Dylan was so infuriated that he could practically feel the smoke coming out of his ears.
He curled his lip. Emily couldn't discern his emotions from his voice, but she could sense the frostiness as he said lowly, "Do my words mean nothing to you?"
She shuddered instinctively.
"You two are only in a contractual marriage. You don't have the right to ask anything of her." Harold's voice was cold as well.
"You have less of a right than I do. Regardless of whether it's contractual, you're still lusting after another man's wife. That's not such a gentlemanly thing to do, is it?" Dylan didn't even bother looking at Harold. He glanced at Emily and said, "I'll give you one minute."
After that, he strode into the building.
Harold turned to look at Emily. "Don't be scared. I'll go in there with
