Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 536: Jealousy

Heather always felt that Gemma was acting strangely. Gemma, known for her bad temper, had been unusually distant towards Candy all day. Now, late at night, she had been asked to go out in the midst of a snowstorm to buy something-something she wouldn't normally be willing to do even during work hours, let alone now.

Though Gemma often wore a polite smile in front of Candy, Heather couldn't understand why she returned looking so pleased.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Gemma snapped as she noticed Heather's gaze. Her expression grew dark.

"Nothing. I just think you're acting strange-different from what I imagined," Heather replied directly.

"Who knows what you've imagined me to be?" Gemma scoffed. "I don't have time for this conversation. I have to get up early tomorrow. I'm going to take a shower." She quickly masked her irritation; if Heather caught on, it would be disastrous.

Gemma opened her wardrobe, pulled out a bathrobe, and was about to change when her eyes landed on a box nearby. Without asking Heather's permission, she opened it and found an apple inside.

"Oh, so Ian called you out in the middle of the night just to give you an apple? How thoughtful," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Heather, who was used to keeping a low profile, immediately snatched the box from Gemma's hands. "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to touch other people's things without asking?"

Gemma sneered. "It's just an apple. If you like it so much, I'll buy you a hundred pounds of them tomorrow. Look at you, acting like it's some kind of golden apple!"

Heather scoffed but didn't argue. "I like the apple he gave me. What does that have to do with you?"

"Someone like Ian? Please. I wouldn't have looked at him twice in college. But I suppose you..." Gemma's voice trailed off as her eyes caught sight of something-a simple yet elegant Tiffany bracelet on Heather's wrist.

warm, so Heather had taken off her coat, leaving the bracelet partially exposed. Gemma's sharp eyes immediately

Gemma demanded. She vividly remembered that Heather hadn't been wearing a bracelet earlier at work. The only person who

said, pulling her hand away. Gemma

you downstairs earlier-to give

Ian had only given her a scarf. If he'd given her something like this bracelet back then, she might have said

tired. I have to get up early tomorrow. Stop making a scene," Heather

was seething with jealousy. Damn Ian. Damn Heather. I won't let

her go, feeling uneasy. Gemma was the kind of person who could do anything when she lost her

Eve at Montgomery Manor. It had been a long time since she'd celebrated Christmas with her family. When she found a moment to herself, she called Candy. Candy

the Christmas tree to find her gift. There were two trees this year, and now she understood

gifts prepared by Oswaldo, while the one on the right contained gifts from Joaquin. Julian, despite calling it childish, couldn't hide his anticipation.

the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Julian opened a pale

wooden horse...?" Aurora looked at it and immediately knew it carried a story. Even the cheapest wooden horse from a store would look better than this one. Julian's eyes reddened slightly. "My mother once painted a picture of a wooden horse, so as a child, I loved

noticed I had talent for music, he even

with tutors and schedules, leaving no room for play. He didn't allow me to have toys, believing

horse by hand. I thought it wouldn't hurt to have one toy of my own. But when he found out, he destroyed it right

sympathy. At the time, Julian must have been just a child. For Joaquin to do such a thing in front

horse...?" Aurora asked

so terrible," Julian said, though he clutched the wooden horse