“Of course, I remember my promise to you. But this isn’t the right time!” A man said in a hushed tone. “Her father hasn’t transferred all his wealth to me yet. Do you think I’d let go of her now after sacrificing years married to that horrible, ugly woman?”
My breath hitched. My body froze in place.
Did I hear that right?
My heart pounded painfully in my chest. I never eavesdropped, but this—this wasn’t something I could ignore. Was he serious? Was this a cruel joke? Did he know I was here and was testing me? Or had I just uncovered the lies that had lived within our three years of marriage?
I widened my eyes to get a better look at them. The woman was wearing a red dress—elegant, seductive—and it looked eerily familiar. Then it hit me. I had bought that dress for myself, planning to wear it for Simond. But my cousin, Nalla, had begged me for it, so I gave it to her.
Could it be…?
“But until when?” she pressed. “I get jealous every time you go home to her. She’s desperate for you, and you have no choice but to give in, even though she’s hideous!”
Nalla turned slightly, and I bit my lip to stifle a gasp.
It was really her.