Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 55

Mrs. Ferber accepted it cheerfully. “Thank you! How could I mind you giving this to me?”

She took out a gift box from her bag, which contained a diamond bracelet. It wasn’t exceptionally expensive or unique, “This is something I bought while shopping around. It’s not very valuable, just a token of my appreciation. Thanks for the perfume you gave me.”

Rosemary definitely couldn’t accept it. The idea of exchanging a diamond bracelet for a second-hand perfume, worth merely a fraction of the bracelet’s value, seemed preposterous to her. The thought alone filled her with trepidation, fearing she might be overwhelmed by its lavishness!

“Mrs. Ferber, I can’t accept it. That bottle of perfume only cost me three hundred. I can’t let you take such a loss.”

“Rosemary, I’m just trying to make amends for my husband’s behavior earlier today. He was abrupt this morning, he loses his sense of propriety after drinking and didn’t mean to offend you.”

Rosemary raised an eyebrow, but Mrs. Ferber had already shoved the gift box into her hands.

Since it was an apology, Rosemary didn’t push back any further, though part of her wished the lady had just cut her a check instead!

Having accepted the gift, she casually responded, “You and Mr. Ferber must be very close.”

Mrs. Ferber cracked a bitter smile. Probably because they had just exchanged gifts, she began to open up, “We were married due to familial arrangements and barely saw each other before getting married. There were a few options on the table, and I thought he looked honest and upright, but.”

Rosemary could guess the rest from just the first half – another tale as old as time.

Sure enough, Mrs. Ferber’s story confirmed her guess, “Who knew he was just a wolf in sheep’s clothing? The first couple of years were fine, but once the kids came, his true colors showed. Not only did he openly keep a mistress, but he also hardly ever came home.”

Rosemary wasn’t close with Mrs. Ferber, and hearing such personal woes didn’t stir any sympathy in her, just awkwardness.

“Fortunately, he’s generous with me. Whatever he spends on his mistresses, he gives me the same. Over the years, I’ve come to terms with it; we each live our own lives,” Mrs. Ferber said with a meaningful glance at Maxwell, “I really envy you and Mr. Templeton, having such a good relationship.”

Rosemary fell silent, sensing that this wasn’t genuine envy but more like fishing for information.

She managed a small smile, playing her part to the hilt, “Well, Maxwell does spoil me rotten.”

Ew, she almost made herself sick with that line!

After saying that, Rosemary turned and served Maxwell some broccoli, something he never touched.

Maxwell, in the midst of discussing business with Mr. Ferber, noticed her move, glanced at the broccoli, and then at the woman smiling sweetly at him.

His expression remained unchanged, and he calmly ate the vegetable.

Rosemary scoffed internally. Keep up the act, you dog of man!

Mrs. Ferber caught the scene and glanced at her husband with a flicker in her eyes.

Halfway through, Mr. Ferber went to the restroom, and Mrs. Ferber followed.