SUMIRE
Grace's pauses. "I know the lord wants children, but he shouldn't keep you up so late when you have a weak constitution."
Sumire's cheeks coloured immediately, understanding how misleading her words sounded. Right, of course that is what it sounds like. After all, she is supposedly Lucifer's wife.
Before she could open her mouth she heard sniggers.
"Did you hear that? She can't even keep up with Lucifer-sama's stamina."
"I don't know where this girl even came from."
"Does she really think she is his wife? She is just another toy, he will toss her away sooner or later."
This isn't the first time she is hearing such comments. One of the reasons why she was so reluctant to believe that she was Lucifers wife was due to the amount of females in this household who seem to undress him with their eyes everytime they see him.
