“Cassandra, since when did you become so unreasonable? Don’t you want to go through with the wedding ceremony? It’s the wedding you’ve been dreaming about for five years. 

“Or are you trying to push me toward Olivia so that your groundless suspicions turn into reality? Be good now and finish this soup, alright?” 

I brushed him off, not wanting to start an argument or stir unnecessary trouble. I knew he was using the wedding as a threat, trying to force me to bend to his will. 

He had always loved manipulating me, but I refused to give in anymore. 

Still, I didn’t show how I felt. I simply told him I’d drink the soup once it cooled down. 

Satisfied, assuming I’d yielded, Hades got up and walked into Olivia’s room. I could hear him speaking on the phone through the slightly ajar door. 

“I’ve found the white lace and pink mesh ones. I can’t seem to find the black silk set you mentioned. 

“It’s in the bottom drawer? Oh, found it! But when did you buy this black silk set? Why didn’t I know about it?” 

Olivia laughed flirtatiously on the other end of the call. 

Meanwhile, Hades lifted the black silk lingerie to his nose, sniffed it, and smiled contentedly. 

I stood outside the door, a wave of disgust rolling over me. 

When he noticed me, he walked out looking uncomfortable.