Cynthia didn't talk to her fiance the entire ride despite the reason they were in the car together was to know each other better.
"I heard you are into jewellery designs," Kacey mentioned trying to start a conversation with Cynthia who found the busy streets of Port Marino in the morning more interesting than talking to him.
"You don't have to pretend you are into this marriage Kacey." She casually mentioned not breaking her eyes from outside. His grip on the wheel tightened, he didn't like the way she treated him like air. He was the one doing her family a favour by marrying her And helping them survive this financial turmoil they were in.
"What makes you think I am pretending?" His voice was a bit sharp as he spoke through his gritted teeth. Cynthia sensed his tone and finally looked in his direction.
