She hurriedly ducked her head, put her mask on, and grabbed the servant’s hand.Luna quickly cut her off mid-sentence, saying, “It’s nothing. She just got scared when I took my mask off.”“No, I wasn’t scared. It’s...” The servant tried to continue explaining, but she paused when Luna anxiously squeezed her hand. The servant gave Luna a questioning look, wondering why she was preventing her from telling Preston the truth.Luna rubbed the servant's back in a comforting manner. “It’s okay. I’m sorry for scaring you. Don’t worry. I won’t take my mask off again when you're around.”The servant gaped at her. She could not fathom why Luna would say such a ridiculous lie. With furrowed brows, Preston regarded the unusual scene before him thoughtfully.“It's good that you have some self-awareness. You'd better hide that face of yours properly. Don’t you dare embarrass me by showing it to anyone.”Preston did not show it on his face, but he felt a shiver run down his spine. Luna’s face had sca
A soft, melodious voice could be heard coming from inside.“Luna is a black-hearted woman, Preston. Be careful around her from now on. She has successfully tricked you into marrying her, so who knows what else she can do.”Luna’s skin crawled at the sound of the woman’s coy voice.She waited for a response from Preston but did not hear one. The woman, on the other hand, kept talking. “Preston, look. Do you think this purple bag will look good on me?”Abag? Luna raised a brow and pursed her lips. Did Rhea want Preston to buy her a bag?With a quiet hum, she set the glass of water down on the glass table next to her.She then knocked on the door and entered the room.Inside, Preston was seated at his desk, reading a document. Beside him was Rhea, who was holding a fashion magazine in her hands.When Rhea looked up and saw Luna, her demeanour immediately changed.“Who let you in, you ugly thing? Get out of here now.”Preston raised his head as well, his piercing eyes scrutinizing Luna.T
“It's late. You should go home now.” Preston glanced at her before returning his attention to the document in his hands.Rhea’s face turned pale. The look Preston had sent her way was so cold and uncaring, She looked out the window before asking timidly, “Can you drive me home? It’s too dark outside, and I’m scared.”Preston did not even bother to look up as he replied, “I have some business matters to take care of. I'll ask Ethan to drive you home.”Dissatisfaction rose within Rhea, but she stifled the need to express it in Preston’s presence.Preston had been treating her nicely in an effort to make up for what happened five years ago, but it was obvious that he only saw her as his friend at best.However, Rhea was not the type to give up easily. Only she was worthy of being the mistress of the King household. “Okay. I'll take my leave now, then. Don’t stay up too late.”Finally, the peace in the study was restored. Preston, irritated by Luna’s behaviour and words, massaged the spa
She took a deep breath and rolled her eyes inwardly. She ran her fingers through her hair before opening the bottle of hand cream. As she rubbed the cream in her hands, she pretended that his words did not affect her.Preston was still watching her.“That nasty scar on your face won’t go away no matter how well you treat your hands, stupid woman.”Luna’s fury, which had been ebbing, returned.“So what if I like taking care of my hands? It makes me happy. What’s wrong with that?”“That’s merely a temporary fix. It doesn’t eliminate the issue entirely, which is your face.”“I like doing it.”Preston was taken aback by her response.Luna bit her lower lip. She absolutely could not let a man she barely knew hurt her in any way.After saying that, Luna went to the bed, pulled up the comforter, and lay down.Preston's hands clenched into fists. The woman was not only shameless and vicious, but she also had a sharp tongue.Luna was worried about getting hand cream on the bedding, so she did
The hideous-looking woman probably had no idea that Celeste favored Rhea and that she had some kind of influence in the King family.When Luna walked into the living room, Rhea beamed and waved at her. “Miss Miller, you’re awake. Come and have a seat.” Miss Miller?Luna, who was on her way to the garden, stopped in her tracks, intrigued at the way the woman addressed her. She stared at Rhea, whose smile did not quite reach her eyes.“sure. I'd love to chat with you, Miss Evans,” Luna replied.Luna made her way toward the centre of the living room, but there were no available seats near Rhea. She had to walk in front of the other woman to get to the other sofa.Rhea made a go-ahead gesture with her hand and said, “Go on, Miss Miller. Walk in front of me. I'll make way for you.” Without suspecting anything, Luna replied, “Thank you.”She was walking past Rhea when something appeared before her feet, sending her stumbling and causing her knee to collide with the edge of the coffee table.
Celeste raised her head and shot a menacing look in Luna’s direction.“You intentionally stepped on her foot, didn’t you? Apologize to Rhea. Now!” Luna gave the two an indifferent look before turning in the direction of the door.Rhea was such a good actress. After her second attempt to hurt Luna was unsuccessful, she tried to make it look like everything was her fault. However, Luna was not going to let her do whatever she wanted, especially when her knee was still in pain right now because of the woman.“Apologize.”Luna stopped walking when she heard a cold and authoritative voice from behind her.She reluctantly turned around. Preston was staring at her as if he wanted to dissect her with his gaze. “Are you deaf? I told you to apologize to Rhea!”The large room echoed with his loud, angry voice.As a result, the nearby servants glanced at him warily.Luna narrowed her eyes and glared at Preston, silently berating him for falling for Rnea’s deception and yelling at her without gett
Rhea ran over with a handkerchief to clean it up, but by the time she got there, Preston had already gotten to his feet and headed upstairs. He had to change his stained tie.In the bedroom, Luna waited for quite some time, but no one brought her food.With her stomach growling, she looked around for something to eat and came across a mere box of chrysanthemum tea. With a sigh, she accepted the fact that she would be hungry throughout the day.She ripped open a chrysanthemum tea bag and started the brewing process. She had learned the art of tea brewing and was quite skilled at it. Soon, a cup of chrysanthemum was sitting in front of her, its aromatic scent permeating the room.Luna grabbed it, closed her eyes, and chanted, “I’m not hungry. I’m not hungry. I’m not hungry. Oh, this tea smells good.” It was the scene that greeted Preston when he opened the door. He clenched his hands into fists. Was this woman for real?Preston walked further into the room. Luna had a porcelain cup in
When he remembered something, he summoned his assistant, Derek Yates, inside.“Has anyone from home called me?”Derek's brows knitted together. Why would they call him?“You didn’t receive any calls from home, sir,” Derek replied.Preston's eyes narrowed.“All right. You may leave,” he said dismissively.It seemed like Luna had not apologized yet. How she could endure hunger despite her frail frame, Preston had no idea.Wait a minute. A cruel woman like her would never starve herself, not if she could help it. Perhaps she had deceived the servants at home and had already stuffed her stomach.Preston took out his phone and dialed his home’s phone number. One of the servants answered the call. “Hello?” “Did you give food to that woman?”The servant's voice trembled as she replied, “No,The servant did not respond for a while, but after some hesitation, she suggested, “Madam, you should apologize to Sir Preston. We're not allowed to give you any food until he says so.”Luna’s expression