38 Deal

Azariah’s POV

When the door of the teahouse closed, I was so angry that I picked up the teapot on the table and threw it on the floor.

“Hell, she's only been Mrs. Hernandez for 10 days, and she's already trying to bully me.”

“Don't be angry, Your Excellency. I hear she is not doing well in the Hernandez family. Her husband is still looking for a mistress after marriage, and she has to serve her mother-in-law at home every day. She lives like a high-class maid.”

This sentence makes me feel much better. Unequal marriages always come with a price.

“When I marry Nuri, I will make her kneel before me.”

“You have always been superior to her.”

I feel like I have a headache from anger. I sat on the chair and took a deep breath to adjust my mood.

I touched my hair. It was a little messy.

“You go and get the gold comb and towel. I want to comb my hair.”

“Yes.” My maid left the room, leaving only a few at the door to keep me safe.

I sighed as the room became quiet.

If it had not been for the ill