Chapter 114

Enlyan’s fingers paused for a brief moment. Then, turning her head, she flashed a sly, almost mischievous smile. “Well, then his ex-wife was a fool,” she said lightly. “What’s the point of marriage if a man doesn’t dote on his wife? A woman who keeps sacrificing for a man... isn’t that just another kind of slow death? At that point, dying might actually be a relief.” Ertha’s face darkened instantly. His hands curled into fists at his sides. “Iris, don’t go too far!” His voice was sharper this time, laced with real anger. “Madam was the kindest, most remarkable woman I’ve ever known,” he snapped. “You? You don’t even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as her! Don’t start thinking you belong here just because you’ve moved in. The master is only being tolerant of you—for now. But don’t mistake his patience for acceptance. The moment you push too far, don’t be surprised if I’m the one throwing you out myself!” With those biting words, he spun around and stormed out of the room, his