“It is a husband’s job to fulfill his wife’s wish if they are reasonable,” uttered Ashton, seemingly pleased with himself.
He was, indeed, acting like a desirable husband.
Yet, I found it annoying.
I put down my fork and stalked out.
Ashton called out, “Where are you going?”
I pretended not to hear him and strode away.
Sensing my intention, his voice grew louder. “A husband has the right to know his wife’s whereabouts.”
Ha! Duty? Right? One will think he’s a lawyer!
I didn’t want him to come after me, so I dismissed him with a wave and said, “I’m going to get you a doctor. It’s part of my duty, so just stay at home!”
Millie stopped the car in front of Tiffany’s house. I got down and went in, but a bodyguard stopped me from going further. “Who are you?”
“Scarlett Stovall, your employer’s sister-in-law,” I replied politely.
The bodyguard studied me for a while before replying doubtfully, “Wait here. I shall inform her on your arrival.”
Shortly after he went in, Tiffany appeared in my sight.
She was wearing ruby red silk pajamas; her face drained of color. It seemed like she was gravely ill. She waved the bodyguards away.
When we were left alone, she uttered icily, “Why are you here? Do you seriously think you are Scarlett? My brother is siding with you because of your face. You won’t gloat for long. If you’re here to laugh at me, I think you should take a look at yourself!”
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