That's when Alex's eyes flickered, and he said in a hurt and sad tone, "And you couldn't tell me? Although we are in an arranged marriage, I am still your husband. We have taken vows, so that makes me your husband, and you are my rightful wife."
After a long time, he slightly released the big hand that was holding her down. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he lit a cigarette. Claire quickly pulled the blanket over her body and tightly wrapped herself up.
After a while, she lightly opened her red lips and said in a voice that was barely audible, "Thank you."
Seeing his back stiffen, Claire quickly added, "But if someone else came instead of you, I wouldn't be at a loss." At these words, Alex suddenly turned around, his eyes full of warning, and said coldly, "I don't care what you are capable of; you better not let this incident repeat itself." Claire shrugged her shoulders and felt a strange feeling in her heart.
