Love Coming from the Least Expected

“Eve, stop it. We are husband and wife. I won’t bring up the matter of divorce from now on. And don’t you think about getting a divorce.” Lyle appeared saddened as he gazed mournfully at me. The sorrow and longing that spilled from his eyes made it seem like I was the one who was unsatisfied with our marriage, not him.

He had always said that I caused trouble, for which I had always found an excuse. I had transformed from being a meek and soft-spoken woman to a prickly one. The type whose thorns kept people at bay. And all of that because of whom?

I gazed at him in disdain, without even bothering to anticipate what he would come up with next. I was just content with watching his charade. Besides, the next time when Crystal came causing trouble with me, he would cast me aside without hesitation anyway.

castle. Its ability to house such a long guest list impressed me as well. Sabrina had mentioned that only the people who were present the

the Lanes’ grandeur as I admired the beautiful decor and silverware. I became distinctly aware that my self-esteem would be crushed just

frustrations of the poor are incomprehensible

sighed as I bit hard into a piece of foie gras. Sabrina glared at Lyle who clung to me like a lost sheep. “What’s the situation with him?” She asked with a wink and a jerk of her chin at Lyle’s

the world, I guess. We’re back together and working things out.” Despite

anew with me. He began to act like the model husband, fetching whatever I desired during breakfast, even serviettes for me to wipe my lips after I was done. I wasn’t used to this sort of affection from him, and could not repress a slight

glanced at it and then at me with a strange expression on her face. She dashed off to the kitchen and returned with a heavy porcelain bowl, which she placed in front of me.

and found a dark mass of red, which I identified as deer liver. It was supposed to be very expensive. I took a tentative taste and found it to be surprisingly sweet and smooth. “Did

brought me to you? It was the moon, the

Since this was his house, he must have had the kitchen prepare it ahead of time. I looked up in an attempt to seek out the familiar figure out of the crowd in that extravagantly decorated dining

Spotting Christopher and his brother sitting in a corner, they appeared to be having their lunch. Several other

back. He tapped a finger on the table and placed it gently on his stomach. This tiny gesture may have been missed by any other observer, but I