Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 397

The woman in his arms remained silent. Dominic glanced down to see her nestled quietly against his chest, her eyes lowered in silent submission. His own gaze darkened, but in the end, he didn't press the issue. He carried her to the car, opened the passenger door, and gently set her inside.

Once in the seat, Cynthia leaned back immediately, trying to create some distance between them. The warmth radiating from his body felt like it was about to set her on fire. But instead of moving away, Dominic leaned in closer.

Her heart hammered against her ribs. "What... What are you doing?"

Dominic looked at her wide, luminous eyes, so full of apprehension, and a small smile touched his lips. He moved even closer. "I went to all the trouble of carrying you to the car. It wouldn't be unreasonable to want a little something in return, would it?"

Cynthia took a sharp breath, her hands instinctively pressing against his chest to stop him from advancing further. "You're about to go back to the Capital for an arranged marriage. Getting involved with me isn't good for your reputation."

At her words, Dominic’s hand, which had been reaching for her seatbelt, paused. He lowered his gaze, his deep eyes fixing on hers. "Who told you I was going back to the Capital for that?"

Cynthia's jaw tightened. She turned her head away, refusing to answer.

Dominic reached out, his fingers closing around her chin, and forced her to face him again. "Where did you hear this gossip?"

Forced to meet his gaze, she felt the pressure mount but stubbornly replied, "I just know, that's all."

His eyes narrowed. "Did Viola Chalfont tell you?"

Cynthia said nothing.

A cold smirk touched his lips as he released her chin. His voice was low and mocking. "You believe whatever anyone tells you, don't you? You just sentence me without even asking. Cynthia, is this what happened back then, when you were so insistent on breaking our engagement?"

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