My Wife is a Sassy Queen

Jonathan listened to her silently and felt a lot better.

“You should be my therapist.” He joked to lighten the mood.

“Let me be your friend and confidant first,” She, however, replied with sincerity.

“How is my wife doing?” He asked.

“She is fine. She asked me to keep an eye on you if you must know. She does not want to show up now, because she wants you to realize by yourself who are all the people trying to separate the two of you and how far are they willing to go.” She answered.

“Does she hate me?” He asked, his voice thick with different emotions.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“No, she does not. You mean a great deal to her in ways you would not understand until you know the entire truth.” She answered as clearly as she could without giving anything away.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“She knew you before. She was coerced into getting married but she was not told with whom. She had planned an escape for herself. But she found out that you were the groom by mistake and so she agreed. She has never blamed you.” Liliana answered, trying to hold back her tears and keeping her voice calm.

“I wish I had done things differently.” He sighed.

“Don’t get stuck in the past, Nathan. Let it go and forgive yourself. When you see her again, she will tell you her side of the story. Then you will know why she had always owed you,” Liliana placed her hand on his arms as she consoled him.

Jonathan looked at her hand on top of his and was absent-minded. It was the first time she had done something intimate. Yes, they had held each other close when they were in public, but this was intimate and different.

He reached for a glass to avoid her hand without being too direct.

She merely shrugged and took up her own glass.

“Anyway, your wife will have no concerns with what happens between us in this event. You have my word on that,” She said nonchalantly.

“What do you mean by that?” He asked, reading between the lines.

“I mean you should buy the necklace and put it on my neck in front of everyone. Better get on your knees and ask me to accept a token of appreciation and admiration from you.” She said, cocking her head with a mischievous smile on her face.

“What?” He was stunned. He had not thought it would be like that.

“My guess is the people who want to separate you and your wife have probably figured out that you have no idea who your wife is. What do you think they will do when they see us getting so close and intimate in public. What do you think they are going to do if they hear the rumors that you are going to divorce your wife and suspect that you are doing it for me?” She asked in amusement.