Stephan’s question from yesterday?
Felicia had a good memory, and of course, she remembered exactly what he had asked before she fell from the small cliff-“Felicia, did you steal my jacket that day?”
He was referring to the morning after the engagement banquet.
She had known he’d suspected her, but since she hadn’t left any evidence, there was no reason for him to catch her in the act, so she had just brushed it off with a few casual responses. Who would have thought he would be so persistent, even pressing her for an answer?
Felicia wasn’t about to tell the truth. She immediately put on her best performance, looking innocent as she replied, “How could that be? Why would I steal your jacket? Mr. Russell, you must be mistaken.” It was perfect acting! She silently gave herself a thumbs-up.
Stephan’s probing gaze fixed on her for a while, but she didn’t avoid his stare. Her face was full of sincerity and openness, showing no signs of guilt.
He was both amused and angry. He took a step closer.
“Alright. Let me ask a different question then.”
Felicia’s heart skipped a beat. She had a bad feeling.
“The person in my room that night… It was you, wasn’t it?”
She was taken aback.
He stepped forward again, leaving her no room to retreat. The space between them had closed to a dangerously close distance. She had no choice but to back up until her back hit the wall, unable to escape. The once spacious room now felt cramped, and the scent of disinfectant in the air was soon replaced by the faint, cold fragrance of the man standing before her.
It was surprisingly pleasant.
She considered herself not short, but in front of Stephan, who was 6’1″, she felt small, pitiful, and helpless.
But he wasn’t about to let her off. He
pushed the topic out into the open, asking point-blank, “On the night of October 30th, at Pristine Hall, as it
you who barged into my room after I had been drugged?”
Felicia’s pupils were slightly dilated.
It wasn’t so much that she was surprised by his blunt question but more by his blatant twisting of the facts that angered her!
She fumed. “You shamelessly
twisted
your roomuth! I didn’t barge into
You dragged me in there!
I haven’t even gotten a chance to protest yet, and you’re…”
Before she thought, the words came spilling out.
After speaking, her toes curled inward.
It was over. She had just inadvertently confessed.
Seeing the storm brewing in his dark eyes, she quickly protected her neck, her anger bubbling up to the surface. She decided to vent her frustration completely.
“We’re adults aren’t we? It was just a
one-night stand, so why are you clinging to me about it? I won’t be. responsible for you, and I don’t need you to be responsible for me! We owe each other nothing, so just forget about it!”
She sounded aggrieved as she spoke, muttering, “I’ll just consider it a nightmare.”
With her head lowered, Felicia didn’t notice the faint glimmer or a hint of a smile that flashed across Stephan’s deep gaze as she finished speaking. But when she spoke the last sentence, his expression darkened.
A nightmare? Heh…
She was quite charming, but the words she spewed were enough to drive anyone mad!
Felicia was still fuming and muttering as though trying to convince herself. She said softly, “Yes, it was like a nightmare. It’s really no big deal…” It was time for her to quiet down.
Stephan’s gaze turned dangerously dark. The next moment, he gripped her chin, lowered his head, and forcefully silenced her chatter with a kiss.