Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 182

She didn't want to argue with someone who was sick, so she approached, spread the blanket over Finnian, returned to her own room, locking the door securely behind her, and and went to bed.

Probably out of the spectacle she'd experienced that night, which exhausted her, Amara quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, she woke up, her eyes fluttering open to find someone sitting at the edge of her bed, staring down at her.

The shock jolted her fully awake. She sat up quickly, making frantic attempts to pull the blanket up to her side. "You got better?”

She looked up at Finnian.

He was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, but he seemed much more like himself.

His face was calm and composed, his gaze steady on Amara.

Amara felt a shiver run down her spine under his scrutiny. She was fully dressed in her pajamas, but his gaze made her feel strangely exposed.

Just as she was about to ask him something, it hit her that something was off. She blurted out, "How did you get in here?"

She distinctly remembered locking the door last night, and there was no spare key in the living room. How on earth did Finnian end up in her room?

Finnian held up something between his fingers—a black hairpin.

It was the hairpin she'd casually left on the

the

Finnian could pick locks?

him. Instead, she shot back sarcastically, "Mr. Everly,

the hairpin down and tilting

gaze made her uncomfortable, as if he was sizing her up. She asked, "Mr.

feverish anymore, which meant he should

stood up,

he'd been questioning his

that his fixation on Amara's supposed

one to

have someone else by now. It never bothered him much. Their marriage was more of a business arrangement;

Liliana came along, if Amara

it would be fairer.

happened, his reaction was nothing like what he'd

jealous. Jealous of the man who was

couple of times, but he'd never admitted it, always using

a fever, everything was clear. He finally

this special feeling come

it because