A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 93

“Will you marry me?” Gideon suddenly lifted his gaze to Yvette, asking the question out of the blue.

“What?” Yvette got caught off guard, her voice tinged with surprise. “Gideon, what did you just say?”

“Yvette, will you marry me?” Gideon's eyes were intense, locked onto hers.

He wanted to marry Yvette to make Calliope regret her choices. If she could flaunt her happiness before him, so could he, and he refused to believe she wouldn’t feel a twinge of jealousy, wouldn’t wish she’d made a different decision.

After all, she used to be most envious of Yvette. Whenever he showed Yvette kindness, Calliope would notice. She’d get jealous.

“I—” Yvette's heart pounded as she looked at Gideon. Was she about to become Gideon’s wife? It was something she had longed for.

But what was going on with Gideon? Why did he suddenly say this?

She scrutinized his expression, caught between pretending to hesitate and agreeing immediately. She didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

“I, I, I’ve always liked you, Gideon... but I know you have feelings for Callie.”

Before she could finish her thought, Gideon erupted with anger.

“Don’t mention her. When did I ever say I liked her?” He snapped with frustration. “I don’t like her. I’m asking you!”

“I, I’d do anything you wanted, Gideon!” Yvette bit her lip, whispering.

Gideon stared at Yvette, but all he could think about was Calliope’s lips—red, soft, probably sweet.

Suddenly, he kissed Yvette. It was a desperate, consuming kiss that blurred reality.

At that moment, he barely remembered who was in front of him. His mind was filled with images of Calliope—her bright eyes, her gentle smile.

Who did she think she was, choosing Silas over him? How could she have given herself to Silas out of spite?

Gideon swept Yvette into the bedroom. On the soft, plush bed, they sank into the covers.