I didn't blink.
The woman at the gate was still staring at me.
Her long blacked hair moved softly in the wind.she was dressed elegantly -not like a stranger, but like someone who belonged here.
Then she lifted her hand.
And waved.
My stomach tightened.
Before I could react, a guard rushed toward her. They exchanged a few word, and within second she walked away calmly __as if she had just completed her mission.
Who was she?
The bedroom door opened suddenly.
Ethan walked back in, his expression darker than before.
"Who was that woman "? I asked immediately.
His body stiffened.
"What woman"?
"The one at the gate. Don't tell me you didn't see her ".
His silence confirmed everything.
He walked to the window, glanced outside. and than shut the curtains sharply.
"You don't need to worry about her."
That answer wasn't enough.
"I am your wife,I said firmly, If someone is standing outside our room staring at me, I deserve to know.
He turned slowly.
" You deserve honesty "? His tone was cold again. " Fine".
He stepped closer.
"She's the reason I never wanted to marry you".
My heart skipped.
" What does that mean? "
Her name is __
Lillian Hart.
The name felt heavy in the air.
"She was supposed to marry me", he continued. " Until your father destroyed her family business ".
My breathe stopped.
" No that impossible".
"Is it "? His eyes locked onto mine. " Or did your father forget to tell you that part of the story?"
Everything I thought I knew about my father suddenly felt fragile.
You are lying wishpered.
"Am I "?he challenged quietly.
The room felt smaller.
"Lillian lost everything because of your father", he said." and now your standing in her place. "
That explained the smile.
It was not jealousy.
it was revenge.
Before I could respond, my phone vibrated.
Unknown number .
I hesitated, then answered.
"Hello "?
A soft female voice replied.
Congratulations on your wedding.... Mrs. Kingsley.
My blood ran cold.
It was her.
"I hope you enjoy what's mine."
The call disconnecte.
My hand trembled .
Ethan noticed.
"What did she say"?
I looked up at him.
"She's not done with you ".
He didn't looked surprised.
Instead he looked prepared.
And that scared me more.
Bbecause these wasn't just a forced marriage anymore.
This was a war.
And I had just become the battlefield.