The moment Danelle stepped down from the stage, her cheeks were flushed with a mixture of heat and confusion. The applause still rang faintly in her ears, but all she could focus on was the storm brewing inside her. Her heels clicked softly against the floor as she returned to her seat beside Ashton, her thoughts spinning like a carousel.
Why did he do that?
Why had he said all of that… about their relationship, their children?
Who was he trying to convince?
Because it definitely wasn't her. Deep down, she knew it wasn't from his heart. Ashton always had a motive. Always a reason. The question was—who was the target this time?
She took her seat stiffly, folding her arms and avoiding his gaze. Ashton returned a moment later and sat beside her with a calmness that only irritated her more. She turned her head slowly and glared at him, her lips pressing into a thin line before she finally looked away.
