'Ugh, why did I think about that too. Ferdinand would be so upset if he could read my mind,' Arabella was grateful she was the one who had the mind-reading ability and not him.
[What was that? She looked like she thought of something!]
"Really?" Ferdinand eyed her suspiciously.
"Yes, what else would it be?" Arabella returned the question back to him.
[Hmm. She doesn't seem to be lying. But why do I feel weird?]
'He's too sharp. I just happened to think about my other experiences for a second and he already felt something was off.'
Arabella reminded herself to be careful even of her thoughts since her husband was becoming even sharper by the day.
[Or did she practice with her servants? How lucky of them. It should have been me.]
Ferdinand pouted and said, "You are not allowed to ever have male servants."
"Hahaha," Arabella could not help her laughter.
