Chapter 9

"What is it?" Callum asked while wiping his still-dripping hair with a towel. The loosely tied bathrobe did nothing to cover the hickeys and scratch marks on his muscular chest. Cyrene pressed her lips together and pretended to hesitate as she handed the phone to him. "The person in the video looks like Ria. Am I seeing things? Didn't she and you just get engaged? Aren't you about to get married? How could she accept someone else's proposal? Has she been having an affair this whole time?" She stopped there. Her eyes were full of malice. But in defense of Ria, she quickly added, "Ria loves you so much. Maybe the woman in the video isn't her. Maybe she just looks like Ria. Why don't we show this video to Ria? They could be long-lost sisters or something. "But honestly, the people in the video do look good together. They're a perfect match. Everyone online says they look happy and well-suited for each other." The more Cyrene tried to explain, the worse it got. Callum's expression in