My Wife is a Sassy Queen

The twins continued to play with the toys Jonathan had brought for them after lunch.

After Liam and Kyle left, she sent the twins to take a nap.

Finally, Jonathan and Liliana sat on the swing in the garden as they talked.

“You seem very free today,” Liliana broached the topic.

“I cleared my schedule,” Jonathan said without mincing it.

“I am flattered,” She said with a laugh.

“Why does the entire Aprice family hate you so much?” He asked directly.

“What do you mean?” She feigned ignorance.

“I heard Lydia Aprice came back to P city after our press conference. Lester Aprice and Lydia Aprice have both been looking for you. They even went by your studio in Central Mall. They clearly have something against you,” He clarified.

“Alas, the first question you have asked, I am unable to answer. At least not entirely,” She sighed.

“Just tell me how deep the grudge runs. I need to update security accordingly. The Aprices and Stones are not invited for the inauguration,” He explained.

“The Aprices want something that belongs to me. My existence is a threat to them,” She explained with coldness in her eyes. “Don’t worry about the security. You don’t have to make it any different than what it usually is for such events.”

“Are you not worried?” He asked curiously. He wanted to know more details on what they wanted from her. But he knew she would not answer, otherwise, her answer would not have been so vague.

“Do you remember what I said in your office? They mistook a sleeping Lioness as a declawed cat. It’s time to teach them a lesson. It won’t be so much fun if I ended things directly.” She said frostily.

“Who are you really?” He asked, unable to resist himself.

She turned and looked him in the eye. He saw an ocean of emotions there, but melancholy and hurt were most evident.

“I…You” He did not know what to say to make it go away. He fumbled for words but she smiled softly.

“You will know who I am soon enough. When you do, I will answer all your questions.” She said as she looked afar.

“I am sorry.” He said.

“Why?” She asked, confused.

“I don’t know. I just…it feels…I am just sorry.” He said. He felt an ache in his heart. He did not know where the pain had come from. But it was intense and he felt like he deserved it.

She looked at his confused eyes and clenched fist and bit her lips.

The urge to hold him in her arms and reassure him was too strong.

She had an inkling why his emotions were off. She did not know how to feel about that.

If she was not mistaken, he recognized her for the girl he had met on the beach, not as his wife.

If that was the case all his expressions, and his story about Lydia pretending to be someone else made sense.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.