Chapter 3 Undress, Then

Elijah sounded doubtful, and Giselle's eyes wavered. Last night, Elijah already asked her about the necklace once. Tonight, he mentioned it again. Was he beginning to suspect that she wasn't Anna? If that was true, perhaps Giselle could use this to keep Anna in check because Anna was a ticking bomb. Holding her breath, Giselle said solemnly, "This necklace is a gift from my mother. I never take it off." Elijah narrowed his eyes. Since she never took it off, why did she sound so indifferent about it this morning and even claim that she had thrown it away? He tightened his jaw. His emotions were unreadable when he said, "Why don't we turn on the lights tonight?" These few simple words struck Giselle like lightning. As though out of reflex, she gasped, "No!" Elijah was the most respected man in Marindale. It was said that he married Anna out of love. Otherwise, the Lanes would never have gotten the chance to mingle with a person of Elijah's status, given the Lanes' societal standing. If Giselle revealed her true identity now, neither Elijah nor Anna would let her off. After the word left her lips, Giselle realized that she had panicked. Placing her cheek on Elijah's warm chest, she said coyly, "I'm a little shy." Little by little, she ran her fingertips over his body. "Besides, isn't it more exciting to make love in the dark?" His body stiffened visibly from her enticement, and he chuckled in a low voice. "Okay, as you say." Elijah didn't suggest turning on the lights again, nor did he continue asking about the necklace. It was as if nothing had happened. At 2:00 am, he was finally satisfied. His eyes were closed as he held Giselle in his arms. He appeared to be asleep. Without moving a muscle, Giselle lay until his breathing had turned steady and long. Only then did she move away from under his heavy arm. Quietly, she left the bedroom and closed the door behind herself. In the dark, Elijah, who had been presumed to be fast asleep on the bed, opened his eyes. He looked awake and sharp. A few minutes later, someone quietly opened the door again, and a person in the same nightdress crawled into bed and lay down next to him. Elijah smelled a pungent perfume. Just as he thought, his wife was a different person during the day and at night. He let the woman cuddle next to him. A few moments later, he called out in a croaky voice as though he had just awakened. "Anna?" "What happened? Did I wake you up?" Elijah's eyes were icy. "No. I think there was a herbal smell on you before I fell asleep. Why has it disappeared now?" Anna's scalp tingled, but a few seconds later, she smiled seductively. "I guess I caught the smell because I had the herbal tonic in the morning. I just took a shower, so the smell was washed off." He was quiet for a few seconds before removing his arm from around her waist. "Okay. Go to sleep." He turned around, facing Anna with his back. A mischievous but cold smile tinged his lips. He had other motives for marrying Anna, but she was a silly woman, taking him for a fool. Did she really think that he wouldn't smell a rat when she was doing all these? On the other hand, it was interesting. His wife had shoved an unknown woman into his bed without telling him. What was she after? And who was the woman Anna had sent? … Giselle barely slept through the night. Her body was aching and, along with the cold from the chiller, she felt as though her body was laced with lead. After she pushed herself to wash up, someone burst open her door. It was Anna's trusted aide, Betty Hart, at the door. "What are you doing in the room?" Folding her arms across her chest, Betty said in a high-pitched voice, "Mrs. Cobb is asking you to come with me right now. An important guest is waiting to meet you." An important guest? What was Anna up to this time? Suppressing the unease in her heart, Giselle followed Betty out of the room. On the way, Betty didn't stop talking. She said sarcastically, "I heard that you can't live without a man, so the kind Mrs. Cobb has found you one. You'd better not ruin things later." "Did you say that she found me a man?" "Yes, Mrs. Cobb is matchmaking you with a man. He's young and handsome. Even though his family can't be compared to the Cobb family, it's more than enough for you. So, you should stop building castles in the air and lust over people who are out of your league." Giselle's face fell, and she dug her nails into her palms to stop herself from turning around and walking away. Would Anna be so kind as to introduce a good man to her? Giselle didn't think that would be true. Soon, they reached a guest room on the second floor. Betty knocked, opened the door, and put on a fake smile, "Mr. Moone, she's here." Hearing her, a man dressed in a casual blazer with his back facing the door slowly spun around. Upon meeting Giselle's eyes, he smiled softly. "Hello, Ms. Lane." When Giselle recognized his face, her irises shrank. She was shocked that the man was Evan Moone, the poor boy her mother, Trudy White, had sponsored in the past. Giselle had met him a few times years ago. After he graduated from university and Trudy passed away, Giselle stopped contacting him. Never could she imagine that the man Anna found would be Evan! "Alright, waste no more time." Betty didn't sense the oddity between them and casually tossed a condom on the bed. Then, she gave Giselle a hard push and said with a smirk, "Since you're satisfied with each other, remove your clothes, then!"