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Everyone was gathered near the fireplace, staring at each other’s faces as if they are in need of something to say. Yvonne whose body was covered with bandages stared at Othello with scorn on her face. Othello rolled his eyes at the woman.

“Alright, now. It’s time for the both of you to apologize to each other.” Lana tells them with a strict voice. She was always the one in-charge after the gardener had left.

Asty pinched Othello’s arm and encouraged him to do so and of course, he wasn’t able to deny it. With his brows furrowed in shame h looked at Yvonne and breathed. “Sorry.”

The household nodded in surprise because it was their first time hearing Othello apologizing for his mistakes. Yvonne averted her eyes away and replied. “Yeah, same here. Sorry.”

Chaol raised his brows at the two. He couldn’t tell if their reconciliation was genuine or it was merely an act. &l