Cecilia thought for a moment.
That day, it had been her who accidentally mentioned the matter to Marylin first—then later, she'd gone to Adrian herself.
"Yes, but that's not what I—"
It didn't matter. That single admission was enough.
Blaze's expression darkened, the light in his eyes dimming into something hollow.
So she refused his help again and again, yet went running straight to another man?
To Adrian?
She'd even taken his check.
How many more things was she still hiding from him?
And in her heart—what did she really take him for?
"Do you love Adrian?"
The sudden question struck her like a slap.
Cecilia blinked, utterly stunned. "What are you talking about?"
Because of a check, he was doubting her feelings? Doubting them?
Was their relationship really that fragile?
Blaze moved suddenly—one long stride, then another—until he was right in front of her.
His hand pressed against her shoulder, pushing her back against the wall.
