He had always assumed Amara was timid and meek—a woman who never spoke up even when picked on, let alone someone who would stand up for herself or confront others.
But as he got to know her better, he realized that Amara actually had a strong sense of independence and could be quite formidable when it mattered most.
Thinking about it now, it made sense. If she were truly weak to her very core, how could she have become such close friends with Elysia? Elysia was the type who wouldn’t give the time of day to someone she looked down on.
Seeing Amara standing at the doorway waiting for him to leave, he stubbornly stood his ground, looking as if it was only natural for him to stay there. He said, “This is Elysia’s home, which basically makes it my home, too. If anyone is leaving, it should be you two.”
So he wanted to play the marriage law card?
Amara wasn’t intimidated by him at all. She gave a cold laugh and retorted, “Elysia bought this place before she married you. It’s her personal property, so don’t try to claim any ownership. Now, get out!”
Dorian was left speechless.
He glared at Amara, gritting his teeth. Clearly, this woman was nothing like the weak pushover he’d imagined. Her sharp tongue was astonishing.
Come to think of it, was there ever a screenwriter who couldn’t argue her way out of a situation? Whether she chose to speak up or not was another matter.
If a screenwriter was in the mood, she could talk circles around anyone.
Dorian cleared his throat, ready to say something else, but Finnian tugged at his arm and quietly urged, “Let’s just go. They’re both pregnant, and we really shouldn’t upset them.”
That shut Dorian up immediately.
Finnian was right. With both women pregnant, it was best not to provoke them.
Especially now that his own wife was expecting, he knew he had to adjust his attitude—be attentive to her moods and keep her happy at all times…

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