Cattleya’s POV
"It doesn't matter if she's my weakness or not! She's my wife, and I'll do anything for her! So, don't you dare cross me again, Grace, or else I won't hesitate to forget you're my cousin," Jaxon warned, his finger pointed menacingly at Grace's face.
Grace recoiled, swallowing nervously as she stared at Jaxon in fear.
Anthony bowed his head to Jaxon, "Jaxon, you know Grace isn't thinking clearly. I apologize on behalf of my sister," he said, gently pulling Grace out of the room.
I gasped as Jaxon's gaze met mine. His expression was carved with worry and a deeper level of concern than before.
I lowered my gaze, but he approached me, gently lifting my chin with his finger and asking, "Are you alright?"
"How can I be okay when everyone hates me?" I replied softly, looking
