Ashley mentally cringed as she thought of how small the world truly was. How could this girl stay in Dominion’s territory even after what happened?! And she just had to cross paths with her?
Damn it... Ashley mentally grumbled. This is what I mean when I say I’m really unlucky.
A deep exhale escaped her as she straightened, glancing at her guards, who were side-eyeing her as if waiting for her reaction.
They look happy, though, she thought. Gosh... these guys really love me so much—just as much as I love them.
She huffed and smiled brightly.
"Guys, take those with you," she said cheerfully, then ran to Isabella, hooking her arm around her beloved sister. "Isabella~ how are you~?"
As if she hadn’t just humiliated her the night before.
Isabella’s frown deepened, her face dark as she glared at Ashley. The latter, however, blinked innocently and kept her smile intact.
As for her bodyguards, they glanced between their smiling madam and the grim Isabella. They weren’t too worried Isabella would do something again, but they couldn’t just leave Ashley alone with that woman. So, they exchanged looks, silently asking who would stay.
"Isabella, are you angry with me?" Ashley frowned deeply. "Please, give me a chance to explain, sister~!"
Now she’s your sister, huh?
The guys scrunched their noses at Ashley’s attitude toward Isabella.
In the end, with Ashley’s insistence, she dragged Isabella to a nearby restaurant to talk.
Ashley led Isabella inside while Red stayed behind to keep watch. Though he took another table, close enough to step in if something went wrong, but far enough not to hear their conversation.
"Ashley, do you know what you did last night!?" Isabella fumed once they were alone. "How could you act like nothing happened, huh?"
Ashley frowned deeply while Isabella went on and on.
My baby boo, please forgive me this time.
"I said I’m sorry," she pouted. "I know it was hard, but you also know Lucian. If I don’t defend myself, he’s going to kill me!"
Isabella stopped and glared at her. "You’re still making excuses?"
"I’m not making excuses—I’m telling the truth!" Ashley intoned innocently. "I know you care about me so much that you’d even sacrifice a limb for me. And I’m really grateful to have a sister like you. So I thought you’d understand, since you cherish me so much... as you said."
Ashley’s frown deepened as she looked at Isabella pitifully. "Don’t tell me you don’t cherish me enough and would rather have me killed? Were you lying when you said to put the past behind us?"
Isabella almost choked, feeling trapped by the idiotic words coming out of Ashley’s mouth.
"If so, then I’m really sorry," Ashley said, lowering her head. "Just cut me off and let me rot as Lucian’s wife. I won’t ask you for help again. Maybe I should just cling to Lucian for survival—"
The rest of her words halted when Isabella suddenly grabbed her arm.
For a split second, a triumphant smirk flickered across Ashley’s face before she lifted her head. The moment she did, tears brimmed in her eyes.
Red, watching from a few tables away, scrunched his nose. "Is she... crying?!"
"Hic!" Ashley hiccuped dramatically. "I understand now, Isabella. You’re probably tired of me too and just want me to stay in Dominion forever. It’s alright. It’s not your fault—hic!"
"It’s not—it’s not like that, alright?" Isabella winced, consoling her through gritted teeth.
When she saw Ashley earlier, it took all her restraint not to confront her immediately. If anything, she wanted to make Ashley feel bad about what happened last night.
However, Isabella didn’t get the chance because Ashley just kept talking and talking.
Just how idiotic is this girl?! Does she really think I cherish her that way?! How could she believe that?!
"I’m just upset about what happened last night—and of course, what Lucian did to Mom," Isabella huffed, forcing herself to "understand" Ashley’s reasoning. "But it’s not like I don’t know you did it for your own survival."
Ashley hiccuped and wiped her eyes. "Really?"
I knew it, she thought. Lucian was only acting like that last night to maintain his reputation.

You bitch, she seethed inwardly. One day, you’re going to get killed—and I’ll make sure of it. But for now...

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