My eyes narrowed slightly as my mind raced to come up with the right answer to his question. Was he trying to test me with his seemingly random question? If I told him that the dress was comfortable, would he think that I like to overdress or that I was lying to him given that there was no way the dress that I was wearing could look comfortable to anyone. However, if I told him that it was uncomfortable, would he think that I didn’t have any endurance and perseverance to bear with something so insignificant? What would Diana say in such a situation? “My suit is so tight. It feels hard to move in and some parts here are making me itch. I don’t know why we have to overdress like this…” Anthony openly complained as he moved his arms up and down as if to show me how difficult it was to move in his outfit. I wasn’t sure what was more surprising, his words or the fact t

My eyes widened at his words and my mouth hung open as I turned to face him. Anthony paid me no attention at all and didn’t look at me. Instead, his eyes were glued on our parents who were now staring intensely at him.“What did you say?” his mother asked in a low whisper as she pressed her hand against her chest.“I said, I broke the teacup,” Anthony repeated clearer this time.Why is he…lying?“Anthony, are you sure? Are you sure that you were the one who broke the teacup?” his mother asked again.“Yes. I broke it. My fingertips grazed its handle, and for some strange reason, the teacup just cracked and broke,” Anthony explained quite emotionlessly.“That’s not…” his mother said before her gaze shifted to land on me.At that moment, I wondered if she had somehow caught on to the fact that it was actually me who had broken the teapot and not her son. The way she was staring so accusingly at me made me want to hide away. I still had no idea why Anthony was going to such lengths to pro

I scrolled through his social media account again. The account was an official one run by his team posting everything notable about his day which was jammed pack with public events. Scrolling through the various posts, I could tell that he was living his productive life like normal. He attended public events related to his work and opening ceremonies of a couple of luxury brands as well.Since deciding to leave the past behind me, I never checked or followed his social media accounts again. In addition, I also stopped using my personal social media accounts because I planned to start a fresh new life. Just because I could find Anthony on social media didn’t mean that I could directly contact him. If only I could meet Anthony, then he might help solve all of my problems.“Oh…why is this so hard?” I muttered as I felt a frown forming in between my brows.I got up from the bed and approached the large window in my bedroom. After pulling the curtain to the side, I could tell from the oran

“Brad…” Jenna called my name before letting out an exasperated sigh.I could hear and feel her frustration toward me but there wasn’t much that I could do. Jenna only called me by my nickname in that tone of voice when she thought that I deserved to be punished. I was already too old for her to punish me in any way, though. I heaved a sigh while thinking that if Dahlia wanted to lock herself up in her room, then that was her choice. Things might be better for her this way for the time being. Regardless of what Jenna thought, it was much better than having her trying to escape from the mansion.“I’m busy. Is there something else that I can help you with?” I asked dismissively.“My father always told me that a man becomes a real man after he gets married but apparently that wasn’t the case for you…” she said with a disgusted scoff.I watched Jenna turn on her heels and march out of the room. Jenna was beyond angry and once again it seemed to be my fault. Lately, everything seemed to be

“Jenna…” I called her name softly.“Yes, My Lady?” she replied as she turned to face me again.“Umm…has Bradon been coming home late lately?” I asked while trying not to sound too suspicious.“He must be busy with work…” she replied while looking apologetic although she had done nothing wrong.“Then, I guess he will be back late tonight as well…” I said before smiling a little her way.Testing the waters a little bit shouldn’t be a bad idea…“I’m afraid that might also be the case,” Jenna replied sadly.She must have thought that I wanted to see Bradon so badly and that I hated the fact that he came home super late every night. That couldn’t have been any further from the truth. Of course, I was asking precisely to check that today would be just like any other day and that would mean that Bradon wouldn’t come back home until super late at night. Better yet, I hoped he would just come back at dawn or not at all.“I see. Have a good evening. I feel quite tired, and I want to sleep after