"You possessive jerk! My concern for James was entirely innocent." Once James had gone downstairs, Julia twisted the back of Glades's hand.
"Showing concern for other men right in front of me? Even if that man is my own dear brother, I, your dear husband, will still get jealous," Glades said in a husky voice, wrapping his arms around her as they walked downstairs together.
His brother's deep affection was hard to dismiss. In James's presence, Glades knew he had to be even more possessive; otherwise, James would never let go of his love for Julia.
「Downstairs」
The Sovia Morris couple, the Gian Horne couple, the Viola Hanley couple, and the old lady were all up. These elders were sitting on the sofas in the main hall, their gazes drifting upstairs from time to time, likely waiting for Marcel Horne and Ruby Bluen to appear.
No, they were waiting for Marcel to come downstairs; Ruby had already risen.
