Burn Me Once Burn With Me (Ruby Grayson) novel Chapter 483

“You’re feeling guilty now? Ha! Cassian, a man as arrogant as you—since when have you ever felt guilty over anyone?”

Morgan fixed his gaze on Cassian, watching the turmoil flicker in his eyes. For a moment, the sight sent a rush of satisfaction through Morgan’s chest.

But after the laughter faded, what settled on his heart was a heavy, aching loneliness.

His smile froze, then slowly slid away.

The truth was, ever since he’d followed Ruby to Stormhaven, he’d been plotting this very moment.

And Ruby’s rejection—he’d expected that too.

What he hadn’t expected was that Cassian would show up as well.

During that trip to Stormhaven, Ruby accepted Cassian’s help, however reluctantly, while doing her utmost to avoid Morgan. That jealousy gnawed at him, and it was that same jealousy that kept him lurking outside Veyne & Co. all night.

He couldn’t make sense of it.

He had tried everything to better himself, to become worthy of her—so why, even after she’d divorced Cassian, wouldn’t she look back? Why would she rather work with the man who’d put her behind bars than so much as accept his help?

It felt as if a pair of scissors had been plunged into his heart, twisting, tearing.

He was bitter, but powerless to do anything about it.

After all, Cassian had treated her so poorly, letting Gennifer torment and belittle her at every turn. At least, as far as Ruby knew, Morgan had always been kinder to her than Cassian had.

Or… was it simply because she still loved Cassian?

The more Morgan dwelled on it, the more hollow he felt.

Cassian stood rooted to the spot, rigid, his eyes burning with fury.

Morgan seized the chance. He stood up, step by step moving away, leaving nothing behind but a final, lingering question in the air.

“Cassian, do you really think you and I are so different?”

The night was thick and endless.

The two men drifted apart, their shadows stretching long beneath the moonlight.

…

Morning.

Southgarde Estate.

Morgan clearly hadn’t slept a wink. The dark rings under his eyes were almost frightening.

“I’ll give you the child, but I have one condition.”

He stood at the door, one hand gripping Asher’s arm, the other still raised from knocking.

Ruby, still in her pajamas, had been half-asleep, but now the drowsiness was gone.

She eyed Morgan warily, clearly not buying his sudden show of goodwill.

Morgan had been her childhood friend, someone she’d depended on for years. But people change. A year ago, she’d finally seen through him.

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