Scarlett POV
He released my hand sharply.
Apparently, he’d had enough and wasn’t interested in wasting any more time arguing with me.
But as I watched him walk away, I couldn’t help thinking he looked like the perfect definition of a man beating a hasty retreat.
“Did you spend the entire night thinking about your life choices, or were you looking things up?”
I’d just sat down at the dining table when I heard footsteps coming downstairs.
I looked up at Jaxen, who was dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, and studied his face.
Whether it was because his head injury hadn’t fully healed or because he’d slept badly, there were faint shadows beneath his eyes.
Looking more closely, I suddenly noticed how prominent his under-eye fullness was.
After spending the past few days watching hi
