Chapter 183

Abigail's gaze grew increasingly serious as she looked at me. It felt as though she was trying to determine whether I was lying. I kept silent and lowered my head, preparing myself for the possibility that she might insist I attend the gathering. While I was deliberating over what excuse I could think of to fool her into letting me off the hook, she suddenly nodded gently and said softly, "Alright. Forget it if you really don't want to go." I glanced up at her and noticed that the discontent in her expression had vanished and was replaced by a serene gentleness. She looked at me with a smile like she was a loving wife. I found it strange and asked, "You're… not angry?" Abigail surprisingly laughed and asked puzzledly, "Why should I be angry with you? It's just a casual gathering. You don't have to go if you don't feel like it." I was deeply suspicious. Was she just lulling me into a false sense of security before delivering a harsh lesson? The way she treated me left me feeling