"Hehe..."
Grace Floss returned to her room and leaned against the cold wall, laughing derisively at herself, "What's there for you to feel bad about?"
"Why should that man care about you?"
"They are husband and wife!"
"Why should he bother with you?"
"Hehe... Ha..."
She was laughing, yet tears were streaming down her face, her entire heart trembling!
Why did the sight of that scene hurt so much?
Why did it feel as if her heart was scorching on fire?
Maybe it was because that man's tenderness, his romance, had never been given to her?
"Knock knock knock..."
Just then, Emilia, with a heart full of complex emotions, knocked on the door.
She didn't know how to communicate but had no choice but to come!
"Who is it?"
Grace Floss quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, as cold as ever!
Would that man still care about her feelings?
Impossible!
In fact, as soon as her Perception spread, she knew who was outside!
"Grace, it's me!"
