Chapter 989

Cyrus wanted to reach out and grab Zoey's perfect hand that he had always been mesmerized by. But just as he touched her, she slipped out of his grip. "Honey, why do I feel like ever since I came back from Cobra Island, we've grown even more distant?" Cyrus asked. Zoey hung her head low. Fidgeting with her fingers, she murmured, "I'm sorry. It's my fault." "No, it's mine. After the duel, I'll explain everything to you." "Okay." A wave of guilt washed over Zoey. She couldn't even bring herself to meet Cyrus' eyes as his fiery gaze deterred her. She was increasingly certain that the determined and domineering look in the eyes of the man before her didn't belong to her husband. As his wife, being intimate with this version of him always made her feel guilty. In fact, he really didn't need to explain. Zoey was already certain, and she had also made up her mind. … The day of the duel finally arrived. Cyrus woke up at dawn. It was an important day today—not just for the Draig