Chapter 69. Witch’s Potion

Helena’s POV

Yes, it was the best thing we could do. I was glad Constantine didn’t fuss about my wicked plan to use him. Though I was confused. Considering his pride, he must be upset. I wanted to ask, but the server came with wine. So I held my question.

When the server left, Constantine asked, “What are you thinking? You wrinkle your forehead.”

“Uh, Stan, why weren’t you mad? I used you to deceive Ethan.”

He grinned and lifted two fingers. “For two reasons. First, whatever can hurt Ethan, I will support it. Second, you chose me. It means something.”

“What do you mean?”

He grinned while lifting the wine glass to his lips. “Can’t you guess?”

I didn’t know what Constantine thought, so I only shook my head. “I have no idea. What?”

“Simple, my darling.” He put the glass on the table and then circled his arm on my waist. He repeatedly rubbed it. “Because I want you. When you chose me as your accomplice, it could only mean one thing. You ha