Chapter -112

MIA POV

I stabbed my cutlery knife into my pork. Rhys sat opposite me, steadily enjoying his lunch of pork and potatoes. Rhys specifically asked for this food and had the maid make it extra cheesy. This was his go-to food whenever he was in a good mood. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that he was in a good mood; it’s been two days since I last caught him with Emma. This being the second day, I’m sure he was just reliving it like it was today. Sure, he hadn’t gone out since then, but who knows what they would be discussing in private. I stabbed my meat over and over again. If this was Emma’s face, I’d happily stab into it until the little holes I created on her face started to bleed profusely.

I relaxed my face and posture. I need to remain calm and collected because if I wasn’t I’d burst out in anger and all schemes would go to waste. Rhys didn’t need to know that anything was wrong with me, or that I’d discovered his big secrets. I relaxed my hold on my knife and raised the meat to