?<strong>Chapter 935:</strong>


    As Elyse yed, Jayden approached Fiona. “Compose yourself,” he said in a low voice meant only for her. “If you keep ring at her like you want to murder her right here and now, I assure you, this will be yourst day on Earth.”


    Fiona shuddered in fear and cast a wary nce at Jayden. This was the closest they had ever been, yet far from the sweet nothings she had hoped to hear, he had just given her a chilling threat.


    “I— I have no such intentions,” she stammered. “Are you seriously threatening me right now? Do you care about her that much? What’s so great about her, anyway? I’m better than her in every aspect.”


    Jayden curled his lips into a sneer. “You imed to like me, didn’t you?” he asked mockingly. “Are you sure it’s me you’re after, not the power and wealth that the position of being my wife could give you? Do you still remember the look on your face when you first saw me? Because I do—it was awe and greed. I saw how your eyes darted to the watch on my wrist. It was a luxury brand, and you could barely hide how much you wanted it.”


    “No! It’s not like that at all! You’ve misunderstood.” Fiona’s denial was fierce and immediate.


    In truth, she might have forgotten all about their first official meeting if Jayden hadn’t brought it up. All she knew was that she had fallen hopelessly in love with him afterward. But Jayden only saw the guilt that flickered in her eyes.


    “Do you still want my watch? Why don’t I convert its value into cash and give it to you in full? You can buy anything you want with that kind of money.”


    Fiona swallowed hard. “No, I don’t want your money,” she insisted. “It’s you I want! I love you, Jayden.”


    Jayden halted mid-sentence and stepped back, putting distance between himself and Fiona.


    Fiona, unaware of his retreat, felt the weight of his stare, as if a predator lurked in the shadows, watching her, the prey. He had used her of being interested only in his wealth.


    She denied it fiercely. She believed her feelings were genuine; she loved him more than anything else. To calm herself, she repeated these assurances in her mind until her anxiety subsided. She rationalized that Jayden’s recent actions were likely a test of her sincerity. When he had casually offered her the watch, it was his way of gauging whether she was money-minded. Fiona was convinced she had passed this test, proving her indifference to his wealth.


    Holding her chest, she contained her excitement. If not for her restraint, she might have leaped for joy. She was d that Jayden finally took notice of her. The joy was palpable, and for the moment, even Elyse seemed less annoying.


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