Chapter 349

Cassandra looked perfectly calm on the surface, but deep down, Ethan’s words made her stomach churn in disgust. She turned her head and stared out the window, not saying a word. Ugh, classic player behavior—textbook scumbag. That whole “I don’t love my wife, I only love you” crap belonged in a manual on how to fool naive girls. He probably thought he sounded deep and devoted, but to Cassandra, it just made her want to throw up. Ethan didn’t push the conversation when she stayed silent. Thinking about why they were out today, his grip on the steering wheel subconsciously tightened, a flicker of cold ruthlessness and reluctant pain flashing in his eyes. An hour later. The car pulled into a marina in L City. Ethan walked ahead, leading her toward a sleek, luxury yacht docked at the pier. There was no one else on board—not even a crew member. Cassandra had known something was off the second he asked her out today, but she wasn’t scared or nervous. Ethan gave her a quick rundown of somethin