Instead of answering, Cedric bent down. His eyes, which had been looking down at Ines, came level with hers.
No matter how coldly he tried to treat her, his anger toward Ines strangely never lasted. It had been so at the betrothal ceremony, and it was the same today.
Brushing his hand over Ines's cheek, where a faint bruise had risen despite the ointment, Cedric said:
"I'll tell the butler to send a good ointment to the Greenwood county residence."
"Cedric, didn't you hear me?"
"I heard. I have ears. How could I not have heard?"
"Then stop pretending not to hear what you couldn't possibly have missed. Take the ring. I can't accept it."
"It's yours. I bought it for you."
"That's a lie. Don't treat something handed down in the House of Angel for generations so carelessly. How could I possibly keep such a thing? It…
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