"Sofia, I've already told my grandparents that I won't be going back to the Monroe Group. I'm going to start my own," Jack explained.

My face didn't change. "What you do is not my concern."

Jack's eyes turned darker. "Sofia, we're married. We're going to live our lives together. Do you want to make our relationship so tense?"

His words were slightly absurd. How could he still be dreaming that I would spend the rest of my life with him?

My silence caused Jack to grip the phone tighter, his knuckles white.

He took a deep breath and breathed softly, "I was wrong to make you tell my grandparents that...