Celeste Grant waved her hand dismissively.
"Why would I mind? Of course I'd welcome you if you could come, Exalted One."
She paused, her gaze landing on his cold face, but her words were recklessly bold.
"But why did you decide to come, Exalted One? Hmm, don't tell me you... you couldn't bear to be apart from me, could you? Or is it because my unparalleled, flower-like beauty is so unforgettable that a day without me feels like three years? Is that why you rushed over so eagerly?"
"Or maybe... The Exalted One has already fallen hopelessly in love with me? So much that if I call you 'husband,' you'll give me your life?"
Javier Sinclair said coldly, "Haha, in your dreams. You can have anything you want there."
Though his words were harsh, his heart still skipped a beat. Looking at the woman's beaming smile on his phone, it was as if his ears automatically filtered out everything else, hearing only that single word: 'husband'.
