Eryx smiled, never letting it slip as Lunara placed her hand in his. The short walk back to the car passed in silence, but not the heavy kind. He found himself wishing it lasted longer.
Everything about being with her felt unfamiliar, like he was starting from the beginning with soone he’d known only in fragnts.
Inside the car, Lunara settled into her seat while he started the engine. She turned toward the window but then her profile caught the light.
Eryx was holding onto the phone, facing it toward Lunara.
She noticed. "What are you doing?"
"I just thought..." he paused, then offered a half-smile. "You looked cute."
She raised an eyebrow, not expecting his action.
Eryx chuckled softly, lowering the phone. "Sorry, I couldn’t resist." He looked out the windshield, trying to act nonchalant but his grin still lingered.
Lunara stared at him for a beat before rolling her eyes, "I almost thought there was a paparazzi earlier."
Eryx chuckled softly, putting the phone aside.
"Sorry," he said, the corner of his mouth twitching. "I don’t have your picture, so...thought I might take at least one."
Lunara narrowed her eyes at him, half-suspicious, half-amused.
"You could ask, not sneakily took it," she muttered.
He didn’t respond to that, just kept his eyes on the road and gently pressed the pedal, the smile still faint on his lips, though his grip on the wheel tightened for a second.
Outside, a faint flash disappeared into the distance, swallowed by the moving city. He didn’t call security to sweep the area. Lunara didn’t like being watched by the security, and he didn’t want to stir her unease. He let out a secret sighed, feeling annoyed by the dia which didn’t know when to stop.
As the care beca too quiet, he glanced at her again, she was watching the scenery blur past.
"Do you want to go straight ho? Or maybe you want to go out shopping?" Eryx asked, breaking the quiet that had filled the car for the last few minutes.
Lunara raised her eyebrows at first, surprised by the question, but then her expression shifted into a frown. Sothing crossed her mind.
Seeing the change, Eryx’s tone imdiately softened. "What is it? Is sothing wrong?"
"I forgot," Lunara said, biting her lower lip. "I already received the paynt for the modeling shoot, and then..." she looked up at him, her eyes clouded with worry. "I didn’t go through with the job. Will I get sued?"
"It is serious," she muttered, pressing her hands against the seat.
He chuckled, glancing at her quickly before turning his eyes back to the road. "Who would dare to sue you? You are the CEO’s wife."
Lunara tried to hold her frown, but the way he said it like it was sothing simple, sothing not worth worrying about, made her eyebrows twitch.
"You think that’s funny? I’m being serious right now."
"All right, I know," Eryx replied, his tone gentler this ti. "I’ll check with the company. As far as I know, we pushed the launch to next season anyway. There’s no way they’d sue you. It’s not like you vanished without a word, it’s not your fault that things happened, so the schedules changed."
Lunara leaned back against the seat, her fingers loosening slightly on her lap. "You make it sound so easy."
He glanced at her. "Because it is. Or at least, it should be. So, don’t stress yourself over it again. I will check with them as soon as possible."
She didn’t reply right away, her gaze fixed on the passing city lights. After a mont, she said, "I guess I just hate feeling like I’ve ssed up."
Eryx kept his eyes on the road, but his voice was steady. "You didn’t ss up. Life just got in the way, that’s all."
Lunara let out a quiet breath and went silent.
The car stayed quiet for a mont before she suddenly spoke again. "Just because I’m your wife, does that an I can act however I want?"
Eryx frowned, briefly glancing at her before returning his gaze to the road. "What do you an by that?"
"I an..." She hesitated, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve. "You always sound so calm, like everything I do is fine. Even when I disappear or cancel things or get upset at you for no reason."
"That’s not ’no reason,’" he said simply. "And I don’t think you’re acting however you want. I think you’re trying to figure things out, sa as ."
Lunara looked down at her hands. "But it doesn’t feel fair."
"To who?"
"To everyone else that was affected by this," she said quietly. "Being rich... does that an you can just do whatever you want?"
Eryx sighed and took a long, deep breath. He could feel the edge in her question. It didn’t feel like she was angry, but it did sound sharp. Like she wasn’t just asking him; she was asking herself too. And if he answered carelessly, it might sound like he didn’t understand her at all.
"I don’t think money makes things right," he said finally. "It makes so things easier, sure. But it doesn’t erase responsibility."
She stayed quiet, so he kept going.
"If people were affected by the delay or by what happened, we make it right. That’s not because we’re rich. That’s because we should." He glanced at her slightly, just to check her reaction.
The car continued to move smoothly down the road, his driving steady. Every turn was calculated, smooth, no sudden jerks. Even the way he changed lanes was quiet and efficient, just like him.
Lunara glanced sideways. He was calm, focused and composed in a way that made it clear, Eryx didn’t just have control, he was control. Whatever storm he faced, he would find a way to manage it. Whether it was his job or a personal conversation that could easily turn heavy. A few months with him, she did catch this good thing about him.
He might’ve been cold, but he was capable and seed dependable.
She leaned slightly back into her seat.
"And you?" she asked. "What if I wasn’t your wife? Would you still say that?"
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