Natalie's POV:
I sat in the sitting room alone while glaring around. Coyle was to return from his business trip today, but it was already late and there was still no sign of him.
Well, I keep waiting for someone who won't even say more than five words to me per day.
*Ding
The doorbell rang, and I quickly hurried to the door and pulled it open. I had a disappointed look when I saw Jenna.
"I know you hate me, but don't make it so obvious in front of me," she sneered before walking past me.
"I want to see my brother, and it irritates me to see your face every time I come here," she said angrily.
"Then stop coming," I replied before sitting on the sofa.
"Why? So you could dig all the gold you plan on digging?"
"I didn't marry him for his money."
"Is it for love? Or out of jealousy?" She said it teasingly, and I clenched my fist.
"Jealousy for who? You?" I scoffed, and she rolled her eyes.
