Upon hearing this, Nadia was momentarily at a loss for words, but Becky couldn't hold back any longer. She clasped her hands together, wrinkling the fabric of Jonas's shirt in the process.
Her eyes burned with intensity, glaring at Nadia as if she wanted to see right through her.
"Jonas, if you don't divorce her, doesn't that mean I'm intruding on your relationship?" Becky said, her voice trembling.
"It's just a hidden marriage; she only has the title. My heart has always belonged to you!" Jonas, seeing her feigned sorrow, felt his defenses crumble and instinctively reached out to stroke her hair.
'What a loving couple they make.'
Nadia couldn't help but toast to their admirable romance in her mind.
Noticing the way Nadia's gaze flickered between them, Jonas began to pull back a bit.
