He knew the influence Jasper had on her; he silently controlled everything.
"I had planned to bring you to my side step by step, but when I brought you to this villa, I suddenly lost all patience. I don't want to keep playing this game with you, maintaining distance, or even sleeping in separate beds... I want us to be the master and mistress of this house. Yes, this house is our home for our family of four."
"Kingsly, I've told you I don't love you anymore."
Kingsly's face remained expressionless, but his gaze grew more profound and tender as he looked at her, "If you don't love me, why were you crying just now?"
Rachel looked up at him sharply, a hint of embarrassment crossing her pale face, "Get out!" His deception made her feel annoyed, regretful, and helpless.
Kingsly took a step forward, closing the distance between them, and reached out to wipe away the remaining tears on her face.
