'Huh… this is suffocating'.
Cynthia took a sip of the ginseng soup and put a fake but a really saccharine smile on her face.
The greater the smile, the more dying she was from inside out of awkwardness.
'But why did they never asked a thing about the mess that was happened because of me at the day of marriage'. She threw a sneaky glance at Ed who was having a gleeful chat with his father while sitting across him.
Whereas, she was facing his mother who kept staring her with a pretty smile.
They were having dinner after Mrs. Reynard showed her the whole mansion and talked about a few more things. Time went by without her noticing and she was already sitting in a gorgeously designed dinner hall with maids and servant lining up.
The steward of the Reynard family was old and had a proud expression no matter how many times his face came across hers.
