Chapter 1567

Maeve wore a faint smile. "It's just a dance. What could it possibly signify?" Her indifferent attitude left Madison awkwardly frozen in place, while Zion felt a sharp pang in his chest as he watched the scene unfold. "However, it's true that I don't like my husband dancing with other women. It really bothers me." Her words made Zion's heart race. He turned to her and asked, "What should I do then?" Under the gazes of the onlookers, Maeve raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that you want to know what will stop me from being upset?" "Yes," Zion answered unwaveringly. "Well then," Maeve said coolly, "Jump into the fountain. You can't come up until I say so." Although it wasn't snowing, the chill in Laventon was bone-crushing. The thought of someone jumping into a fountain at this time of night, drenched and frozen, was enough to make anyone shudder. Madison turned anxious. "Ms. Scott, don't you think this is too much? Even if you're trying to humiliate Mr. Spencer, you can't..