"You smiled too much back there," Leonardo said coldly, fixing his cuff like nothing happened. "You joke too much these days. You forgot who you are."
Jay got up, fuming. "Yeah, I smiled. So what? I smiled because Isabella is safe! with me, she laughed. With me, she wasn't trembling in fear. And you—you show up with your ice-cold face and ruin it all!"
Leonardo didn't respond, but the tightness in his jaw said everything.
Jay stepped forward, his eyes sharp. "Do you even care that she was bleeding? That she almost died saving your life? You haven't said thank you. Not once. And after all that—you used to scold her like she was your servant, not your wife."
Leonardo's eyes turned dark. "She disobeyed my orders. I told her to stay inside."
"She saved you!" Jay shouted. "You could've died out there, Leo! She took that bullet in her shoulder—for YOU! And all you did was yell at her and treat her like some… nobody!"
Leonardo stayed silent, his breathing deep, his fists clenched.
