While My Husband Cheated I Married His Powerful Brother novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Chapter 118 The Last Test of Loyalty

Caspian stood with his back against the wall. His mind was still replaying the scene in the restroom. Veyra’s face. The way she had looked at him. The way she had laughed when he said she still loved him.

He was still immersed in the thought. The idea that she might still care. That she might be jealous.

Xiomara was still standing in front of him. Her arms were crossed. Her eyes were sharp.

"Caspian," she said. "Are you even listening to me?"

He blinked. "What?"

"I asked you a question. What were you doing in there?"

Caspian shook his head. "I was handling the situation."

"Handling it? You gave her a warning and walked away. That’s not handling it. That’s letting her get away with it."

Caspian’s jaw tightened. "She’s not going to apologize."

"I don’t care. She needs to apologize."

"Xiomara—"

"She hit me. Twice. She grabbed my throat. She could have killed me."

Caspian’s voice was flat. "You’re fine."

"I’m not fine." Xiomara’s voice rose. "I’m humiliated. In front of everyone. And you did nothing."

Caspian pushed off from the wall. His patience was thinning.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want her to apologize."

"She won’t."

"Then make her."

Caspian stared at her. "You can’t make Veyra do anything. She’s stubborn. She’s proud. If you push her, she’ll push back harder."

Xiomara’s eyes narrowed. "You’re defending her."

"I’m explaining her."

"Same thing."

"It’s not the same."

Xiomara stepped closer. Her voice was low. "Do you still love her?"

Caspian’s jaw tightened. "No."

"Then why are you protecting her?"

"I’m not protecting her. I’m being realistic."

Xiomara laughed. A short, bitter sound. "Realistic. That’s what you call it."

Caspian ran a hand through his hair. He was tired. He wanted to leave. He wanted to forget this conversation.

"Can we drop this?" he asked. "Our teacher is waiting. We should go."

Xiomara did not move.

"Xiomara."

"I’m not going anywhere."

Caspian’s voice was tight. "What do you want from me?"

Xiomara’s eyes were cold. "I want you to choose."

"Choose what?"

"Me or her."

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