Chapter 19: Miracle

Lucy looked up at him. The hand mark didn't affect her beauty at all. "It's simple. I got jealous and slapped Miss Byrd, so she slapped me back."

She pried his hand away slowly and stooped to get into the car. 

Arthur got into the car with her. He felt like something was off, but it sounded logical. "There's no need for you to get jealous of her. If I liked her, I would have married her after you 'died'!"

"Then thank you so much. Five years have passed, but you still left the title of Mrs. Johnson for me," Lucy said in a strange tone.

In his eyes, Lizbeth was kinder than her. Everyone was kinder than her and only she was scheming and evil.

Ha! He had such a bad impression of her, but he was still holding on to her. What a miracle!

Every word she said was like a stab to Arthur's heart, wounding him. In silence, he took out a document and tossed it to her, fearing that he might say something hurtful he would regret later.