Chapter hundred three

Ariah's POV

I knew that working together with Ethan would only bring us closer and for a very weird reason, there was no issue with that.

My encounter with Layla had shaken my nerves greatly when she first asked that question, how the hell did she find out? It was a truly nerve-breaking situation but everything changed when she suddenly flashed an awkward smile at me.

“But then, it’s not entirely your fault, is it?” She asked, making me stare at her in confusion. “You’ve kept your part of the deal, the whole abstinence from Ethan and all that, and trust me, you’ve done well, but just not well enough. But then, Ethan is also at fault, he doesn’t get over things. I’ve tried but he still chases after you, of course, I find it very pathetic for a king to be chasing after a complete nobody, but then, what can I do?” She raised her shoulders and dropped them helplessly with a deep sigh. “Do whatever you want Ariah, I guess the whole mate bond shit doesn’t fade, does it?” She smirked