~CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE~
AMELIA’S POV
“Uh… no, I’m not.”
The answer comes, but there’s a flicker, just a slight hesitation in his eyes that I don’t miss.
“She’ll leave soon,” he continues, voice lower now. “Can you just ignore her for now… till she leaves?”
I watch him for a moment, then look away like he’s already said enough.
“I don’t give a damn about her,” I say, my tone flat, almost bored. “I’d actually cherish it if she treated me like I don’t exist. Because if it were left to me, I wouldn’t see her at all, unless she makes the mistake of getting in my way.”
That earns me a reaction.
A slow, sinful smile spreads across his lips.
“My fierce wife,” he murmurs, his voice dipping in a way that sends warmth straight through me. “I missed you. At least come down to your husband.”
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