"Since when did I become yours, Mister Lucas?" Mia straightened up and looked at those warm eyes, which were covered with a layer of frost. Mia couldn't understand how eyes so warm could be this cold. "I understand that the two of us have been married for quite some time, but you and I both know that this marriage is nothing but contractual. Because if it wasn't, then you would be staying at home like a good husband instead of going on a missing spree whenever you want to."
"You would be visiting your wife when she was sick or injured. Something that you don't, which means that you, yourself, don't see this as a normal marriage but a marriage of convenience. Something that you can use to your advantage, isn't it?" A smirk touched her lips when she saw his eyes twitch.
