Caught off guard by Estelle’s insight, Cristofer was momentarily taken aback, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

However, his pride wouldn’t let him acknowledge any jealousy.

Regaining his composure, he replied with a smirk, “You’re overthinking things. I’m about to get married. Why would I be jealous of him? And when did I ever say that there was a woman I wanted to spend my life with? Why bring up such statements in front of my fiancée?”

Hearing his words, Estelle’s brows furrowed, ready to retort. But after a brief pause, she held back, choosing silence.

‘I haven’t been in Hadale for the past three years and knew nothing about...