Damon hailed down a taxi, they settled into tee car and drove back to Jasmine's house. The ride back home was silent and awkward as Jasmine fixated her eyes outside the window with a slight frown while Damon stole glances at her.
The car pulled to a halt in front of the house, and they alighted from the car, Damon paid the driver while Jasmine walked into the house.
“Aren't you going to say anything to me?” Damon questioned when they got to the living room.
Jasmine, who had her posterior faced to him and was about to climb the stairs, turned to him with a cold glare.
“What do you want me to say? I know this is only a contract marriage, but you should be faithful to me....... For the one year we agreed on.” She said, her lips twitched in disgust.
Damon closed the distance between them
