The Plan of the Terminally-Ill Wife's Divorce (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 139

“You…!”

Kaitlyn pointed her finger accusingly at Anette, but to everyone else, she herself looked far more terrified. Hesitant, hesitant—Kaitlyn’s steps retreated backward.

“Now there’s no reason for you to get angry if I call you ‘you.’ You’re no longer part of House Fosse, and since you have nothing to do with me, I don’t really have a proper title to address you with. Of course, it’s absurd for a commoner to address a Grand Duchess as ‘you,’ but for your sake alone, I’ll gladly grant you that permission.”

Anette’s wide smile and utterly calm voice only intensified Kaitlyn’s fear. Simmons, too, felt a sense of dissonance at the sight.

‘Just what terrible thing did she whisper to make Kaitlyn’s face turn even paler?’

Glancing absentmindedly toward Darius, wondering if even Grand Duke Inkheart might be repulsed by his wife’s unexpected side, Simmons was startled.

“What a delightful evening, wouldn’t you agree?”

Grand Duke Inkheart was smiling—genuinely, as if thoroughly enjoying himself.

“It reminds me of the first time I met Anette.”

The flawless, perfect smile on that impeccably handsome face struck Simmons as deeply unpleasant.

“Anette is wonderfully expressive—that’s what makes her so endearing. Her blue eyes are beautiful, and when she’s angry, those lake-like eyes become transparent as if boiling over—almost like the color of the sky.”

Darius didn’t care whether Simmons understood his feelings or not.

“I adore that exact moment when those pale-blue eyes widen again upon seeing me.”

Darius whispered, utterly enchanted.

Margarita, who had appeared so abruptly, vanished cleanly as soon as the engagement ceremony concluded, as if her sole purpose had been to wrap up Kaitlyn’s affair. And Kaitlyn, left with no one willing to engage her, stormed off in frustration.

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