Lorna’s pov

The second day after the wedding, at noon.

I just woke up and went downstairs. When I was about to have lunch in the dining room, I saw Belinda sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea leisurely and waiting for dinner.

"Why are you here? I told you not to come to the main building, didn't I?" I walked up to her and stared at her with pride.

She turned around and ignored me.

Her reaction made me a more angry. I raised my voice, "are you deaf? I'm talking to you. Who let you come here?"

"Hey, are you talking to me? Who is...