The Don Tore Up Our Divorce (Gemma and Cassian) novel Chapter 67

**Before Rain Touches Earth Memories Return With Gentle Warmth by Eli Dane Crest**
**Chapter 67**

**Gemma**

I couldn’t possibly have heard that correctly.

Did Cassian really just declare that I am his wife in front of these esteemed members of the family company?

Suddenly, all eyes turn towards me, filled with a mix of respect and curiosity.

For someone so accustomed to fading into the background, this sudden spotlight feels overwhelming. I instinctively take a step back, feeling the weight of their gazes pressing down on me.

“Cassian…” I manage to utter, my voice a mere whisper.

Confusion swirls within me like a storm. What has prompted him to make such a bold statement? Why would he choose now, knowing that our relationship has a ticking clock of just a year left?

He strides over to me, his presence both reassuring and intimidating, and takes my hand in his. Addressing the room, he asserts, “Gemma and I have been married for years. I’ve kept it a secret because you all know the kind of danger my wife could be in if other families discover her identity.”

As he locks eyes with each person present, a hush falls over the room. “For now, I want to keep this within our family. I understand that word will eventually spread, but it’s high time that those who matter to us are aware of the truth.”

My heart races, and I find it hard to breathe.

Reyna’s expression is a storm cloud of fury. I’ve never witnessed her anger so raw and uncontained before, but now…

When Cassian’s gaze shifts to her, the fire in her eyes dims to a mere flicker, a secret spark that I suspect only I can perceive.

“Reyna, don’t you agree that my wife is brilliant?” Cassian asks, his tone low yet firm.

What? Is he actually defending me? To Reyna of all people?

I feel lightheaded, as if the ground beneath me might give way.

“Yes, Mr. Blackwell,” Reyna replies with a forced laugh. “I was merely jesting earlier. Naturally, I think Gemma is brilliant. She is, after all, my sister.”

A ripple of surprise passes through the engineers, their whispers weaving a tapestry of speculation.

“Wait, they’re sisters?”

“They don’t look alike at all. Perhaps just a hint in the shape of their faces?”

“She’s the sister of Mr. Blackwell’s wife…and she let us all believe she was his girlfriend?! That’s scandalous! She’s always clinging to him and kissing his cheek.”

Reyna clears her throat, a loud and deliberate sound. “All right, everyone! Let’s refocus on our work, shall we?” Her tone is bright, yet the underlying tension is palpable.

But I can still see the storm brewing in her eyes, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

Reyna’s mother poisoned my mother years ago, driving her into madness. Reyna was complicit in that horror.

Now that her plans with Cassian seem to be unraveling, what lengths might she go to in order to reclaim her power?

I swallow hard, pulling my hand away from Cassian’s grasp. “Dear,” I say through clenched teeth, “we need to discuss this later.”

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