Edgar raised a hand, pointing directly at the spot.
“What’s that?”
Elena followed his gesture and touched her neck, a smirk playing on her lips.
“We’re all adults here. Can’t you tell what it is?”
Edgar took a step closer, lowering his voice. “You slept with him?”
Elena raised an eyebrow. “Where else would this kiss mark come from? Last night was so intense; you wouldn’t believe how incredibly harmonious Felix and I are in bed.”
The more she loathed Edgar, the more she wanted to make him uncomfortable. She intentionally said these words to provoke him.
Edgar clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with fury and frustration.
When Elena had resolutely tried to sever ties with him, he had dismissed it as a momentary tantrum. He even thought her marriage to Felix was just a spitefu
