That was what he thought, but he had to maintain his composure. He had his pride to protect, after all.
Seeing him practically bubbling with sour jealousy, Celeste Grant couldn't help but laugh. She looked up at Javier Sinclair and said, "Hahaha, my dear husband, are you jealous?"
He said, "Of course not. You're seeing things."
"Hahaha... Right, right, you're not. How could the great Archfiend possibly get jealous... But it's actually kind of cute. I bet you have a whole drama playing out in your head right now."
His thoughts had been exposed, but he would deny it to his dying breath. After all, he couldn't lose face. So he quickly said, "As if."
He raised an eyebrow slightly and chuckled. "You think a mere Spellsong Mage is worthy of making me jealous? Heh, I wouldn't even give him a second glance." That's what he said, but in his heart, he couldn't help but curse. 'Damn it! Damn it all! Where did this shameless bastard come from, trying to steal my wife?'
The very thought...
