Cassian Jennings shot Ian Shaw a glare. 'No matter what, he shouldn't have laid a hand on Amelia!' His heart aching, he scooped Amelia Avery into his arms and turned to leave.
As Cassian started to walk away without a word, Ian Shaw's brow tightened. An unpleasant feeling churned inside him as he yelled at Cassian's retreating back, "Shouldn't you at least ask who she was with tonight?"
At those words, Cassian Jennings stiffened slightly. He turned back around, still holding Amelia.
But he didn't ask. He just stared coldly at Ian Shaw.
"I'll tell you, then. Your woman spent the evening drinking with Leo Joyce."
Cassian only faltered for a moment upon hearing Ian's words. He then looked down at the woman in his arms, his eyes filled with an unprecedented mix of tenderness and resignation. "Ian, I know what you're implying, but I hope you'll never say anything like that again. I'm her husband, and I trust her unconditionally."
