I blinked, then slowly turned away, my chest heaving. We fell into silence again, and I closed my eyes, an issue that had gnawed at me ever since the other day at his office resurfacing.
Not now when I looked like a princess. Not now when he could very well look like my prince. I turned to him, and he was already watching me, his eyes thin.
I swallowed hard, trying my best not to seem cowardly by looking away. "That was... a drastic measure just to assure me that there were no other women when our marriage was just... a sham."
He raised a brow, then turned away. "I am not going to go over this with you, Angeline."
"Then who would you want to offer explanations to? The woman who has your son?"
I expected a reaction, something, but his brow only twitched slightly, and he leaned back, re
