Chapter 221: A handsome man in denial
Cass was on high alert as soon as he realised that he was in a dangerous situation, but nothing happened, and they weren’t alone for long.
They didn’t start moving, and Cass watched as Lucian’s head turned slightly, before a smile touched his lips and then there was a knock at the door. The door to the carriage opened and a smiling Fiona crawled in, plopping down next to Cass.
"Gosh! That was such a fun ride!" She said, her cheeks flushed. "I had to give back the carriage to the Vespertine’s since it belonged to the temple. Is it alright if I catch a ride with you two?" Fiona asked, before she turned to Cass, her eyes narrowed. "Hold on a second, why are you still here? Didn’t we stop by your house in the capital already?" Fiona, sharp at strange times, had Cass laughing awkwardly.
"Well, yes, we did, but I just...didn’t want to stay there." Cass told her and she narrowed her eyes, turning so that more of her was facing Cass. She was frowning, her arms crossed as she scanned him.
"Why? That’s supposed to be your home?" She asked and it was Lucian who interrupted.
"Fiona, the man moved into the middle of fucking nowhere without any questions asked. He built a home with his own money. He also married you without loving you. Those things don’t spell happy home den to me." Lucian said and Fiona’s frown deepened more.
"Ah. Yes, of course. I’m sorry. I should know better." Fiona muttered and Cass chuckled.
"I also didn’t let them know I was coming. It completely slipped my mind since we haven’t been back since I came back. I got everything else ready, but that completely slipped my mind." It took them a second to realise what Cass was referring to, and when it clicked, a look of understanding crossed Fiona’s face.
"Oh! I didn’t even consider that that would affect your memory like this! That was so silly of me. If I had known I would have reminded you!" Fiona said and Cass chuckled.
"When, Fiona? You only found out about this in the dungeon." Cass said and Fiona flushed. Damn it, he had tried to push it to the side, but the way she was behaving was reminding him of his sister still. He was speaking to her like she was his sister, and he was trying his best to reign it in.
"W-Well, that doesn’t-stop making sense, Cass. It’s the sentiment that matters!" Fiona said, her cheeks flushed as Cass chuckled, shaking his head as a smile touched his lips.