Davey leaned over and gently kissed Casey's earlobe. Then, he asked in a deep voice, "Do you like it?"

Casey felt the cool touch of the diamond on her skin, but she didn't even look at it. She was not interested in it.

Ever since she woke up, Davey had been endlessly trying to win her over in various ways. Lavish gems, rare pearls, and other valuable items. He gave her gift after gift, and each was more extravagant than the other. But after Casey removed them, she never wore them again.

Davey thought she didn't like them. So he kept offering different things. But no matter how delicate, exquisite, and expensive they were, Casey remained indifferent.

This time, Davey's patience was wearing thin. He said in a much colder tone, “Why are you unhappy? Jimena said you need more exercise. Let's go. I'll take you to the garden for a walk."

Davey reached out his hand to Casey. However, she just slapped it away. He looked at her sternly, and his expression turned cold. He grabbed her chin, intending to teach her a lesson.

Casey faced him without fear. Her beautiful eyes were moist and shimmering. They sparkled more beautifully than the diamond around her neck.

Davey found himself unable to go through with his reprimand. He sighed softly and said, “Casey, you are the only person who can do this to me repeatedly."

He loosened his grip slightly and bent down to kiss her. However, she turned her face away to dodge. Before he could say anything, she said with red eyes, "Davey, I am not a bird you can cage. You always lock me up here. I don't want to live in this basement anymore."

Casey stood up and pointed outside. “That garden is very big and beautiful. But do you know how many steps it takes to walk around it?"

Davey's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at her, not understanding what she meant.

“Eight hundred thirty-six steps!" Casey shouted. “You are asking me to go out for a walk. What am I supposed to enjoy there? Counting the leaves on the trees? Do you realize how suffocating it is to stay in the same place every day?"

Casey's angry accusation did not change Davey's expression. He asked calmly, "Do you want to go out?"

Casey knew she couldn't be resistant all the time. If she occasionally showed strength, it would give Davey a fresh sense. But he still preferred a compliant woman. She sat on the bed and muttered, “Whoever stays here every day will go crazy."

Davey's furrowed brows relaxed because of her complaint. He stepped closer and said, "Give me a few days."

"What?" Casey asked, Looking at him.

“I just need to deal with some things. But they will be done in a few days. Then, I'll take you out to have fun," Davey replied.

Casey was at a loss for words. She looked at him and blinked a few times. Did she hear it right? She asked in a voice tinged with hope, “Are you serious?"

However, Davey became noncommittal.

Casey became anxious. "Davey, are you really..."