“It is a husband’s job to fulfill his wife’s wish if they are reasonable,” uttered Ashton, seemingly pleased with himself.

He was, indeed, acting like a desirable husband.

Yet, I found it annoying.

I put down my fork and stalked out.

Ashton called out, “Where are you going?”

I pretended not to hear him and strode away.

Sensing my intention, his voice grew louder. “A husband has the right to know his wife’s whereabouts.”

Ha! Duty? Right? One will think he’s a lawyer!

dismissed him with a wave and said, “I’m going to get you a doctor. It’s part of my

front of Tiffany’s house. I got down and went in, but a bodyguard stopped me from going further. “Who are

employer’s sister-in-law,” I replied

doubtfully,

after he went in, Tiffany

drained of color. It seemed like she was gravely ill. She

with you because of your face. You won’t gloat for long. If you’re here to laugh at me, I think you

I could speak, Tiffany started attacking me verbally. I felt my head throbbing

I retorted, “I’m not interested in your matter. I’m here for one reason. Tell me

something triggered Tiffany as she yelled

of my house right

as she shrieked

her being a haughty socialite. She would never lose her composure

madwoman instead of a socialite brought up in a

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