Scarlett Pov
My palms began to sweat as I struggled to speak. Her eyes carried a sharp edge of suspicion, watching me closely. She was just about to say something when a document was suddenly slipped onto her lap.
Xavier.
Relief hit me instantly—just in time.
He walked up to me and took my hand, urging me to stand. I rose immediately, eager to escape whatever question was coming next.
"That's our marriage certificate…" he said smoothly, wrapping an arm around my waist. "She needs her rest. It's been a long journey." He added, his expression so calm I was being to wonder if it was someone else inside his body.
This can't be the Xavier Grey I know.
And just like that, he guided me upstairs. His hands firmly around my waist in a possessive way.
I glanced back a few times as we climbed the long staircase. His grandmother was already scanning through the documents carefully. Slowly, disbelief began to flood her face.
