Emma looks at him and quickly averts her gaze, feeling embarrassed.
"Why are you waiting for me?" she asks while walking to the dresser, avoiding his eyes.
"I need to talk to you about some points I consider important," he says, walking toward her. When he's close, he stops and looks at her.
"What points are those?"
"One of the things I want to establish is that this is a marriage of convenience. We're married so that each of us can get what we truly want."
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"Don't play dumb—you’re anything but. You know very well that I married you because of what your family represents, and you married me intending to use me in your revenge against my cousin."
"So, you figured it out."
"How could I not? You’re far too obvious. But there’s something you nee
