"I read you're about to get married?"
Axel smirked at her question, his eyes shining with amusement. "Evelyn, now I have discovered your hobby... asking absurd questions."
"What? Absurd? I'm not!" Evelyn blurted out, flustered. "I clearly read it on the internet this morning."
A faint smile curved his lips, the kind that said he already knew. Of course, she'd seen it; she always seemed to catch him in the news.
"Well, Evelyn… It's true," he said smoothly. "I'm getting married soon."
Her lips curled into a smile, but her eyes told a different story; sharp, filled with disbelief.
'Unbelievable. Really unbelievable.' Evelyn could only vent her frustration internally. 'How could this man ask me to register our marriage when he was marrying someone else? He's insane. Such a player!'
"You're a player, Mr. Knight," she shot back, her voice filled with sarcasm. "No wonder you don't love me, you already have another woman lined up, don't you?"
