Chapter 52

Frederick was still hung up on that bottle of "First Love". Jonathan had made a fuss about shared marital assets to stop me from giving it to him, and he was still sulking about it. I couldn't help but giggle. "That's one way to put it." He stood at the doorway, looking a little awkward. "Are you coming in or what?" He turned his eyes away, like he couldn't meet my eyes. I walked right in without hesitation. "Quit being dramatic. You're not some delicate maiden. Why are you acting like I just barged into a princess's bedroom?" With a furious glare, Frederick snapped, "Shut up!" His eyes didn't scream anger. If anything, it looked like I struck a chord. I pursed my lips and didn't push any further. His room had a bold, modern vibe—nothing like Jonathan's. Jonathan's personality was always cold and sharp, so his room decoration leaned toward the minimalistic style. Everything was grayscale without warm colors, just like him. However, his refined act didn't hold up much past the