She responded with a nod, reaching out for the candy. "I appreciate it, thank you."

However, before her fingers could secure the candy, it bypassed her grasp.

Holding the sweet against her lips, Bennett said, "This is for you. Feel free to enjoy it."

Claudia was about to reject his offer, but her reflexes took over her words, her mouth opened, and she bit into the candy.

Bennett's knuckle brushed the corner of her mouth. Claudia felt a peculiar sensation in her chest and almost choked on the candy. Seemingly oblivious to his touch, Bennett withdrew his hand.

Sealing the box of sweets, he added, "You are my wife. Our relationship is public knowledge. There's no need for you to fear any backlash on my behalf."

Claudia was lost in the taste of the candy, his words catching her off guard and her eyes filled with bewilderment.

Struggling to resist the temptation to touch her, Bennett said, “Regarding the portraying our relationship thing you just mentioned."

“I understand," Claudia replied.

She had misunderstood.

Ever since their marriage made the headlines, it had been no secret.

Not much time had passed since then.

Public displays of affection were common among couples. Bennett being affectionate and protective towards her should have been expected. However, things were actually different behind closed doors...

Claudia recollected Bennett feeding her candy, her gaze traveled up to his handsome face. She realized she was struggling to maintain her composure in his presence.

She was no saint.

Bennett had shown considerable self-control, but Claudia doubted her own abilities.

Her confidence wavered, except for their verbal agreement, she lacked a level of self-restraint. Perhaps, it was time to formalize their collaboration.

As she bit into the candy again, the sweet mango flavor enveloped her mouth.

In a serious tone, Claudia said, "Mr. Dreskin, isn't it time we put our agreement into writing?"

Fearful of any misunderstanding on Bennett's part, Claudia hurriedly clarified, "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not fearful of you developing feelings for me. I'm just concerned that I might "

Suddenly, she found herself unable to complete the sentence.

“You might what?"

Bennett's gaze held an inscrutable smile.

Claudia's mind went blank, her face flushed with embarrassment.