Aurelia gave him a piercing look. His words were becoming more and more alien to her, as if they were in a foreign language. Her heart sank into an abyss of confusion, stirring up a turbulent wave of doubt that threatened to sweep her away.
She didn't mind enjoying drama, but she was afraid it would be a tragedy.
"Whatever, the one who should be nervous isn't me. If there's nothing wrong with the final draft, I'll go back to work," she declared.
She turned to leave, but before she could reach the door, there was a sudden movement behind her. Leopold had risen from his chair and blocked her escape. He pushed her against the wall, his intense gaze drilling into her.
"Do you really not care at all?" He demanded.
His closeness was overwhelming, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Who you sleep with, how many kids you have, that's your personal life. It doesn't concern me," she retorted.
Leopold clenched her chin, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, "Then why did I sense the scent of jealousy just now?"
Aurelia felt sour indeed, like she had been forced to swallow a jug of freshly squeezed lemon juice. But she struggled to keep her composure, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing her upset.
"Alright, I admit, I do care a little. But it has nothing to do with you. I'm not interested in you, why would I be jealous? I'm just worried about my Kane, afraid that if you have other children, you'll neglect him, just like Mr. Chad neglected you back then."
Her words hit him like a dagger, twisting in his heart. The thought of her not loving him, of him not having a place in her heart, made him furious.
"I don't like you either, because you're prickly and annoying," he spat out.
Aurelia felt a pang of hurt, but she didn't let it show.
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