The seductive, loving gaze from a second ago turned cold in the next.
"Get away from me!"
Wanda let out a shriek and shoved both hands hard against Homelander's chest.
Red light flashed as Chaos Magic erupted.
Homelander did not forcibly resist the push.
He released her hands and slid backward for some distance before landing lightly on the carpet.
He frowned at the woman before him, utterly confused.
A second ago, she had been passionately seducing him, and now she was telling him to get away?
What the hell was wrong with this woman?
You were the one who arranged everything and deliberately seduced me. You were practically taking your clothes off, and now you were telling me to get away?
Even playing hard to get had its limits.
"Wanda, this joke isn't funny." There was a trace of displeasure in Homelander's voice.
However, once he examined Wanda closely, he immediately realized something was wrong.
If Wanda from a second ago had been a blazing flame, then the Wanda before him now was an iceberg that had not melted for ten thousand years.
Her brows were tightly furrowed as her gaze rapidly swept across the surroundings. Then she looked down at the long dress she wore, and a flicker of disgust flashed through her eyes.
This was definitely not Wanda.
At the very least, she was not the Wanda who had been utterly devoted to him.
That bearing, that look in her eyes—she was a completely different person.
Possession? The thought flashed through Homelander's mind.
But he immediately dismissed it.
An ordinary soul possessing someone could never escape his senses. Besides, Wanda herself possessed extremely high magical resistance. Who could so easily seize control of her body?
Homelander put away his earlier frivolity. His gaze turned blade-sharp, and his