[Margaretâs Perspective]
On the way, the atmosphere between Armstrong and I became much more harmonious.
If possible, I didnât mind maintaining such a relationship with Armstrong. After all, he was my future brother-in-law. It wouldnât do anyone any good if our relationship became too tense.
Just as we were about to reach the door, I saw Donald and Elliot in the hall.
I hesitated to greet him. Donald had been looking for me. It did not seem appropriate for me not to tell him. However, I was in a dirty state and not very suitable to meet him.
I saw a group of people following Elliot. They looked like trained warriors. Donald should be dealing with something important. Iâd better go back to my room and explain to him.
At this moment, I saw a beautiful and sexy blond woman walking out from behind the group and holding Donaldâs arm.
My mind went blank.?Who is that?
She was wearing the same uniform, but it accentuated her perfect figure. She was tall and thin, but she had smooth and powerful muscles. She was a mixture of health and sexiness.
Her long blond hair was draped over her shoulders, perfectly curled. Her features were impeccable, and her big green eyes were like gems on her face. They matched Donaldâs gray-green eyes. She had a high nose bridge and a perfect mouth. She was the most charming woman I had ever seen.
My eyes were fixed on her arm around Donald.
Donald did not push her away.
Who is this woman and whatâs her relationship with Donald? I thought.
My gaze lingered on her for too long and she noticed me.
I saw her gaze turn to me. We looked at each other from a distance and I saw the smugness and arrogance in her eyes. I realized that she was targeting me. She knew me. She knew who I was. The thought made my heart ache. This woman was definitely related to Donald.
Donald had obviously noticed me too. His face was tense and his expression told me that he was not happy.
I thought,?I donât know what he has to be angry about. Just because I didnât tell him that I went to look for my sister? Then why is he being held by a woman now? Does he still remember that Iâm his mate?
I refused to look at Donald in a fit of pique and turned to leave.
Just like he said, Iâd stay in the room. That way, he would be satisfied, right?
But Donald was already walking over. He grabbed my arm. His hand was as strong as a vice. Elliot and the woman followed. I felt the pain and humiliation at the same time.
âWhy didnât you tell me you were going out?â Donald questioned.
I could not believe that Donald was talking to me like this in public.
Has he ever thought of respecting me a little? Iâm not his pet or his little lover. Iâm his legitimate mate.
I tried to pry his fingers away. He was too strong. I must have turned red from his grip, I thought.
Donald let go of his hand and looked coldly at Armstrong. He said, âYou didnât tell me where you went, but you told him?â
âI didnât!â I was furious.
What does Donald mean? Does he suspect that I have something going on with Armstrong behind his back? Why does he think of me like that? What kind of person am I in his heart? n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI heard that you were looking for Margaret. When I came home, I happened to find that Elizabeth was not around, so I went to their house to look for her. They were all there, so I brought Margaret back,â Armstrong explained in a few words.
âBut you shouldnât have gone out alone.â
Donaldâs expression softened a little, but he pursed his lips and maintained a dissatisfied expression.
I didnât want to argue with him in front of so many people. I just rubbed my arm and used silence to express my dissatisfaction.
The woman beside him suddenly said, âIs your name Margaret?â She smiled flawlessly.
âHello, Margaret. Iâm a member of the werewolf royal assault team and the Lycan Kingâs girlfriend.â
Girlfriend?!
Donald had never told me that he had a girlfriend!
I couldnât believe what I was hearing.
I could smell this womanâs perfume. She had already reached out to me. I reluctantly shook her hand.
I could not even think of anything to say to introduce myself.
In front of her, everything about me seemed ridiculous.
I saw Donaldâs expression turn even uglier. I didnât know why, but I just wanted to go back to my room and escape from all of this.
âAngel!â Donald shouted softly.
So that womanâs name was Angel.
But what was there to shout about? Wasnât what Angel said the truth? She said that she was Donaldâs girlfriend. How could they not have any past together??I was tired of all this.