CHAPTER 370. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. We'll Make It Worthwhile

She was nervous, which was normal. A man had chased her inside her own home, so no matter how strong she was, it made sense for her to feel scared.

Jhon handed her a glass of wine, and she took a sip, savoring the taste that filled her mouth before it slid down her throat. The warmth of the alcohol spread through her body, and for a moment, she felt calm.

Jhon watched her, his eyes fixed on her. He felt his heart racing, knowing the fear he’d experienced when he got the detective's call was something he hadn’t felt in a long time.

Finally, he broke the silence.

“How did you know? That someone was in your apartment.”

“There was a dirty glass in the kitchen… I don’t do that.”

Jhon nodded. Her quick reaction had saved her life, and he simply couldn’t deal with that thought.

“What’s wrong?” Chiara asked.

“I couldn’t have done anything,” he murmured. “You were seconds away from a very different outcome, and I… I wouldn’t have bee