"I'm neither sick nor in distress, so what are you worried about? Oliver, your fiancee is right here. She's jealous and trying to act gentle and magnanimous in front of you, but it'll be me who she targets behind your back. Although her methods are not clever, being harassed by a fly is still disgusting! Mind your words."
Oliver never expected Arabella to be so articulate and to leave him speechless with just a few sentences.
He said he was worried about her, yet she had the nerve to tell him to watch his words...
She had never said such things before, nor was she the type to say them.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Juliana quickly changed the subject.
"Sister, is this car yours...?"
From the moment she entered, she had noticed the unfamiliar car parked in the Todd's courtyard, hidden in the darkness, yet its modesty and luxury could not be concealed.
The corners of Arabella's lips curled into a cold arc, as expected.
