The entire drive back to Cassian’s mansion was unnervingly quiet.
Juliet sat in the passenger seat, stealing glances at Cassian every few minutes.
He looked calm.
His hands rested steadily on the steering wheel, his expression unreadable as the city lights flashed across his sharp features.The only sign that something was wrong was the faint tightening of his jaw every now and then.
Juliet sighed inwardly.
The moment they stepped into the mansion, Cassian loosened his tie and tossed it onto a nearby armchair before turning toward her.
"Did you really cry in his arms?"
Juliet blinked.
"What?"
Cassian slipped his hands into his pockets and leaned casually against the edge of the desk in the living room, though there was nothing casual about the look in his eyes.
"You heard me."
Juliet stared at him for a moment before realization dawned.
"Oh."
Cassian's gaze remained fixed on her.
"You cried in his arms." His voice was calm, but there was a dangerous edge beneath it. "You considered him your family. You promised to marry him and spend the rest of your life with him."
Juliet couldn't help it.
She burst out laughing.
Cassian's eyes narrowed immediately.
"You're laughing?"
Juliet quickly walked over to him and grabbed both of his hands.
"You're jealous."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"I'm not."
Juliet smiled, standing on her toes slightly to look up at him.
"Cassian, there was nothing between Vincent and me."
His expression remained unchanged.
"You agreed to marry him."
Juliet sighed dramatically.
"Only because marriage was supposed to give me a family." She squeezed his hands gently. "Back then, I thought if I married him, I wouldn't be alone anymore."
