CLARA
“I heard you visited Breakstone Pack today.”
I was leaning against the counter in the kitchen, sipping from a cup of chamomile tea and watching Edward quietly from over the rim of the ceramic.
“And you also purchased the Al Blue News building?” Edward pressed on, his expression stoic and unreadable as always, the last words coming out as a question.
Why couldn’t he just act human, even once? Would it actually kill him to show a bit of emotion?
“Are you stalking me now?” I returned, wrapping my palms around the warm ceramic cup.
He sighed, threading his fingers through his hair. “Stalking you?” He queried, his brows raised in incredulous curiosity. “I’m only looking out for you, Clara. And besides, we’re married to each other, so there shouldn’t be secrets between us.”
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