Chapter 82

Celestia froze for a split second, then felt a sharp gaze hit her like a blade from across the table. She pretended not to notice and smiled politely as she slid into her chair. "Thanks." "No need." Dexter helped her settle in before taking the seat next to her. Jareth let out a low snort, clearly unhappy seeing Dexter so casually attentive to Celestia. With a mocking smile, he fired his shot: "People say you're charming and gentle with women outside, didn't expect you'd act the same at home. Just don't go overboard with the sweetness. You wouldn't want others to get the wrong idea-especially now that she's pregnant." Jareth's tone cut like ice, not bothering to hide anything, even with everyone present. This time, Dexter didn't hold back like usual. He looked up with a calm but pointed stare and fired back, "What's there to misunderstand at home? We're family. It's natural to look out for her. What's weird is those who sit around making snide comments-what's going on in their heads?"