“Angelina!” I pursued Angelina after breakfast and yelled as though it was a derogatory term. Perhaps it was deliberate; she found a place with nobody around so that we could talk. I, however, was in a foul mood and far from friendly. If I could defeat her, I’d have hit her.
Angelina turned around with a smirk. “What’s the matter?’
“Are you still going to keep acting ignorant?! Veirya didn’t come back last night! The one next to me last night wasn’t Veirya! There’s nobody else besides you who’s identical to Veirya! I can’t believe you’d do that on your daughter’s wedding night!” I muffled my voice to prevent anybody else from hearing.
Angelina’ calmness contained a hint of derision. “I can’t pretend I didn’t hear that. You slept with another woman on my daughter’s wedding night?! It’s not that I can’t accept it, but I can’t accept it as her mother. I think you should tell Veirya the truth.”
“What sort of tripe is this?! It was you; you know well and truly what happened, don’t you?!”
I always found myself stuck for reason when I tried to argue with Angelina about family issues. She had me cornered and forced me to surrender every single time. I had to cancel out what I wanted to say every time. Due to lack of evidence I couldn’t do anything if she refused to admit to it. Furthermore, I couldn’t tell Veirya about it. What, do I say, “Sorry, Baby, the person next to me wasn’t you, so I accidently made a mistake and slept with another woman on our wedding night, so sorry, but I do love you?” I wouldn’t put it past Veirya to snap my neck.
As she was aware that I had no evidence, Angelina kept her sneer and refused to admit to her deed. I took in a big breath and rubbed my temples. She had a better body and reacted more ideally than Veirya, so I was happier, but Veirya was the one I loved. I didn’t love Veirya for her breasts or thighs but purely because she was Veirya. Nobody could replace Veirya in any other capacity. I loved Veirya, not Angelina. While Angelina could be a friend with benefits, the prerequisite is that you’re not her mother, her biological mother, for that matter!
“I won’t tell Veirya what happened; pretend it never happened. You’ve just gotten married, after all.” Angelina didn’t plan to provoke me any further when she noticed my silence. She patted me on the shoulder.
“Can you guarantee that? Can you guarantee there won’t be any consequences?”
There was nothing I could do to remedy the situation, unfortunately. What everybody considered normal only existed in the future in this world. Furthermore, I went right ahead with Veirya to try and give her a child since she wanted one. I prayed that Angelina’s belly wouldn’t change shape. You know what I mean. There’d be no way to hide it if she won the lottery.
Angelina titled her head – unsurprisingly. She rhetorically questioned, “How am I supposed to know? I don’t think there will be any issues, though. I won’t tell anyone, so don’t fret. My aim is to bring harmony to your family, not to sabotage it. It’s perfectly normal for a noble to have a mistress or two. You do sincerely love Veirya, however, don’t you?”
“Of course I love Veirya!”
“All is good and well then, no?”
You couldn’t possibly tell me there was nothing wrong with Angelina’s argument, yet I couldn’t impugn. Content, she grinned and patted my shoulder. She walked past me but suddenly grabbed my ear when she reached my side. She whispered in my ear, “You’re more impressive than Veirya’s father. Young men sure do impress, eh?”
I leapt away and grabbed my ear. Veirya happened to come out as Angelina headed in, flashing a thug htin. Veirya was curious as to what we did since Angelina and I vanished together. Angelina walked over and patted her daughter’s shoulder. “I must say, your husband is amazing.”
“Of course. He’s. The best.”
Pure Veirya couldn’t read between the lines. I honestly considered hurling the ticking bomb out; she was more dangerous than Leah.
Veirya came up to me and took hold of my hand. She did so abruptly that she surprised me. Veirya’s beauty gnawed at my heart.
“What’s the matter, Veirya? Do you have something you want to ask me?”
“Yes. It’s about. Queen Sisi’s request.”
I knew what Veirya was going to say next with just that much. And so, I smiled helplessly: “She must’ve asked me to go to the South, right? I turned her down, so she asked you to persuade me to go?”
“Yes. It’s important. For you. And Queen Sisi. So. I hope. You can help Sisi. I want. To be with you. Too. I will go. With you. Let’s help. Queen Sisi. Together. As we did. In the past. I’m very grateful. For what. Queen Sisi did for me. So let’s. Help her.”
Veirya had earnest and persistence written all over her face. Helpless, I smiled. I didn’t want to go, but I could never refuse Veirya. In the end, I nodded: “All right.”
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