Chapter 93 Spinning A New Web

• Rex stared deeply into her soul for several agonizing seconds, his cold exterior melting away before he finally answered in a low, velvet rumble. “Someone exactly like you. Because I absolutely would not marry any other woman in this world besides my own wife.”
• Luna immediately dropped her gaze, entirely overwhelmed by a rush of modern embarrassment. Her cheeks, which had been deathly pale just moments before, violently flushed a brilliant, burning red. She completely failed to hide the beautiful, genuine smile that bloomed across her lips entirely without her permission.
• Meanwhile, Victor, who was tragically still standing in the middle of the room, began to look incredibly restless. His frantic eyes darted absolutely everywhere—staring intently at the stone walls, then up to the painted ceiling, and finally settling his desperate gaze upon an innocent potted fern in the far corner of the chamber.