"Didn't I tell you not to wander off?"
Alexander's voice carried a sharp edge of displeasure.
His eyes burned with fury, his mind replaying the scene he had just witnessed—her sharing a moment of closeness with Gavin. The image gnawed at him, igniting a surge of jealousy he couldn't suppress.
Even he couldn't deny it: they looked perfect together.
Tonight, Gavin, dressed impeccably in his tailored suit, exuded a charm that was hard to ignore. Together, they looked like an ideal couple, radiating a sweetness that Alexander found unbearable.
"I…" Phoebe looked at him with wide, innocent eyes. She hadn't wandered anywhere; she had stayed in the same spot all along. How dare he accuse her? Especially after he was the one who had left her behind earlier?
Alexander's domineering stance sc
