Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

How could Fleur maintain her dignity in Lena's presence now that she had revealed her true feelings so openly?

"Um... Lena, could you please fetch my Acme bags from the car?" Fleur asked.

Lena responded with a quick smile and promptly got up.

"This lady isn't bad at all, Madam Fleur," one of the women sincerely complimented. "She's pretty, quiet, and attentive. They say, 'a good wife makes for a good life'. She and Chris are a match made in heaven!"

Fleur draped her shawl around her shoulders and adjusted her hat. She could no longer conceal the pride on her face.

However, she remained steadfast. "Hey, stop with the nonsense! I didn't agree to their marriage."

"You didn't?" The other woman was taken aback. "My son is still single. Perhaps—"

"What do you want?" Fleur glared at her, silencing everyone.

and elegantly walked out, signaling

returned with Fleur's limited edition bag,

appreciated the flattery moments ago, even growing fonder of Lena as time passed. She couldn't

ever disliked Lena—she was simply unwilling to admit her

herself to admit she liked Lena—the quiet, beautiful girl from a less prestigious background— from the moment she saw

odds. Wasn't a mother-in-law

maintain her arrogant facade to balance her

out

it's not

important." Lena carefully removed the

her eyes. What did this mean? Was

ring to show everyone you won't mistreat me. Now that you've achieved your goal, I don't need to wear

bowed and turned to leave, leaving Fleur utterly

she so transparent about