The next day, Adeline had already finished getting ready to give a visit to Nigel and Rhea. In her excitement, she had already finished the preparation more than an hour earlier.
She was sitting in front of her dressing table and was practicing how to break the news about her marriage. "Guess why I'm here? Hint – it has nothing to do with the war!"
"Tsk!" She clicked her tongue and glared at her own reflection. "That's no way to give such great news."
She narrowed her eyes and hummed for a while. And she whispered to herself, "Maybe I should go like this – Rhea! Your wish has been granted! You are going to attend my marriage. That also just after two weeks! You're very lucky!"
She pulled her upper lips in disdain and scoffed, "You're very lucky? Why the hell would she be lucky when you're the one who is getting married?"
