Isabella felt the pain of being cheated on. "Was it true that..." she began, but I didn't allow her to finish. "Yes, Christian cheated on you with me," I answered quickly. Isabella's heart grew more bitter, and she became dominant. "This should be your last day here. You have no part in this palace anymore. Go and marry Christian, whom you have cheated on me with," she said, her voice full of pain.

I didn't mind, as my heart was already yielding for Atlas, who, in his late thirties, treated me better. "I don't have an affair with your man. Rather, he has been the one on my neck for...