Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 2

"Hey, Ama, don't be upset. Let's go out for a bit. I'll treat you to some delicious food!" Elysia suggested. "Alright, let me just grab my things, and we can head out."

Life has to go on, Amara thought, as she tidied herself up and drove to Galleria Lane. She met Elysia at an upscale shopping mall.

Amara stood tall at 5 feet 7, with a perfectly balanced figure. If it wasn't for the mask she wore to protect her sensitive skin, she would surely turn heads everywhere.

The duo took the escalator up to the second floor, which was dedicated to women's handbags. Elysia, eager to celebrate Amara's divorce, insisted on gifting her a purse. Despite Amara's protests, Elysia was persistent.

"Ama, let's check out that section. The sales associate said they just got some new arrivals. Maybe you'll find something you like," Elysia said, pointing excitedly toward the CAVELLE display.

Amara nodded and walked toward the sleek, elegant counter. But as soon as she spotted the man standing there, she froze in her tracks.

The man was tall, about 6 feet 2, dressed in a black shirt and tailored pants, his profile facing Amara, standing with one hand casually in his pocket. His gaze slightly lowered, his demeanor was nonchalant, yet he looked like he could step right into any movie scene.

puzzled. Why was her husband, Finnian, who was always so busy running multiple companies, here at the mall in the middle of

beautiful woman with long, wavy hair approached and wrapped her arm around Finnian's. She pointed to a red handbag on the shelf and cooed, "Finn, I want that one. Doesn't

glanced at it and instructed the

went blank, a loud buzzing filling her head. She stared hard at the profile of the

that woman?" Elysia's eyes became wide. "Is

the word "lover", Amara understood all too well. Despite the summer heat, she felt as if she had plunged into icy waters, chills running

of

"Aren't you

and exuding a natural elegance, remained detached to everyone, and yet at the moment he just allowed that woman grasping his arm and acting all coquettish. He uttered,

back, clutching her aching heart, wishing she could disappear right then and there. Suddenly, she

grin. "Lina, I want that red bag. I messaged you about it yesterday. Wrap

counter and flashed a smile at the woman in red, though her eyes were devoid of

felt her head spin. Reluctantly, she walked over, avoiding Finnian's gaze, and tugged Elysia's

His eyes focused on Amara. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his well-shaped brows furrowing as he stared