I know you’ve liked my wife for a long time.

The door opened, and Viktor walked out with a normal expression; nothing could be seen from his expression.

“Where’s Zane?” Cyra asked; her intense gaze froze Viktor for a split second, but he quickly composed himself.

“He went to wash off. I can show you to the bathroom.” Viktor answered calmly, motioning for her blood-stained clothes.

Cyra shot him a meaningful stare, her lips slightly curled in a smile.

Viktor’s fingers trembled slightly as he pushed his curls back, having a nagging feeling his lies had been discovered.

“Alright, show me to the bathroom.” Cyra straightened up, too uncomfortable to play along.

Viktor hummed and walked ahead to show her the way, though subtly glancing at her from the corner of his eyes to see her expression.

He thought his actions went unnoticed by her, but her next words made him stumble on his feet.