Chapter 109. Social Status IV

Penthouse: Kitchen

As I entered the house, I hoped Seraphina had calmed down. Luckily, Neha had left since she had a flight later in the evening. Honestly, I wasn't too fond of her. I went to the kitchen and found Seraphina preparing dinner, clearly frustrated. Oh no, she's still angry.

In an attempt to calm her down, I hugged her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist. "Let me go," she demanded.

"Is my wife still feeling jealous?" I joked in a childish voice. "I'm not jealous! Let me go! I'm trying to work, and I don't want to talk to you," she protested, trying to wiggle out of my embrace. I wasn't going to let her escape so easily. "If it's not jealousy, then what is it?" I asked.

"Cassian, let me go!" she insisted.

"First, admit it," I persisted.

She retaliated by stomping on my foot and managed to free herself from my grasp. She was extremel