My Husband Was Stolen Twice (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 61

The Marchioness Bled had been very close to Tersia—until Marquis Bled died.

‘All this bad energy—I’ll catch it all. Why did you come here, making things unpleasant?’

Tersia had always treated the Marchioness Bled respectfully, as the latter held a higher status. The Marchioness Bled had cherished Tersia for that.

But now that her husband was gone and she had become useless, there was no need to stay friendly with someone like the Marchioness Bled anymore.

Tersia glared at the Marchioness Bled, eyes wide open. The Marchioness Bled, in turn, fixed her with an icy, piercing gaze.

Invisible sparks crackled between the two women.

They had once been inseparable, but now exchanged only hostile, lifeless stares.

‘Tersia, I believed you must have had an unavoidable reason for not attending your husband’s funeral.’

Seeing Tersia glaring at her as if wanting to kill her, the Marchioness Bled swallowed a bitter smile.

This was the first time the Marchioness Bled had faced Tersia since her husband’s death.

Tersia hadn’t even shown her face, let alone sent a letter of condolence.

The Marchioness Bled had genuinely loved Tersia.

To her, Tersia was a true friend—someone who would comfort her in sorrow and celebrate joyfully with her.

But only the Marchioness Bled had thought that way.

Because Tersia had merely wagged her tail at her out of necessity.

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