"Make love to me, just once," Joanna held Alex's gaze and said, noticing the stunned expression on his face.
Joanna knew she couldn't have Alex, but her inner turmoil wouldn't let her give up on him.
She desired to have a part of him, hoping to conceive from that one night, but she doubted Alex would agree to it.
His expression was disappointing, showing no sign of granting her wish, which made her lose hope.
"I told you, you couldn't afford it." She poured another glass of wine and raised it to her lips, but she couldn't bring herself to drink it.
With a bitter smile, she started heading upstairs to pack her bags, unaware that Alex had already had the maids do it for her when he spoke from behind.
"Are you sure you want this?"
Joanna was startled as she hadn't heard his footsteps and turned to face him.
