Chapter 7 Insecurities and Misunderstandings (1)

With Riftans fiery cry, Max raised her head in a hurry. The man at the receiving end of his anger looked perplexed by his overbearing demeanor. He frowned and yelled back,

How would I know someone was doing

that

inside the drawing room! I just didnt feel the need to knock, as I usually do, because the leader would notice me right away!

Get the fuck out of here!

She turned pale at her husbands cry.

If he goes out, then what happens next?

Max entreated the man with a look begging him not to leave from behind her husbands back. But the man merely gritted his teeth and muttered something harsh under his breath before turning away.

I have got a carriage waiting outside. You said you werent here to ogle Cross castle!

Riftan replied without missing a beat, Tell him to wait.

The man gave a long, weary sigh, finding the situation helpless. Dont drag for long.

He cast a disapproving glance at Max and shut the door behind him loudly and went away. Max gaze drifted towards Riftan, roughly scratching his back and eyeing her with an intense look. His severe gaze made Max curl up and Riftan laughed sardonically at the sight.

Dont shiver, Im not going to rush at you again. Then he added after some pause, Shit I had no intention to attack here from the start.

She didnt dare lift her head to look at him, but merely fixed her gaze on her fingers clasped together. He rose to his feet and straightened up his disheveled clothes.

You heard that too, didnt you? Theres a carriage waiting outside. Well have to leave right away.

She felt her skin cool, all the blood drained from her face. He was leaving her as quick as he came, she hadnt yet to say a word of persuasion, nor a coherent sentence.

Ha, but The panic-stricken Max couldnt even think of fixing her loose attire, rather, she grabbed the hem of his clothes in anguish.

W-wait a minute, lets talk

Riftan cut her o