Emilio's eyes widened in sheer terror.
Harm Madeline?
Why would an explanation from her possibly hurt their daughter? That certainly didn't add up.
"And how would an explanation be capable of harming our daughter?" Emilio questioned.
Cornelia licked her lips, only noticing how good he looked now. She shook her head, clearing her head of such indecent and obscene thoughts.
'Get yourself together,' she told herself, wondering why she was still behaving this way around him when he was clearly uninterested in her now.
That was one thing.
Even if she was supreme sorceress, she never knew what Emilio felt. She couldn't feel what he felt, and she couldn't know because he refused to tell her anything. His feelings were off-limits.
Cornelia did feel grateful Emilio didn't speak up much during dinner. That he gave her a chance to explain herself even though she had no intention of doing so.
