“Miss?”
“Get out!”
Complete silence enveloped the hallway outside the boudoir.
Krystal sat fuming on a small rosewood stool, deeply regretting her ill-timed return. If she had arrived just a bit earlier, even a moment sooner, her cousin’s bride wouldn’t have been Kim the Blind.
But it was too late to lament now.
If this was her fate, she refused to accept it.
How long had Jennie known Lisa? Her own bond with her older cousin spanned over ten years—how many decades does one get in a lifetime?
From the moment she accidentally discovered that Lisa was a woman, she resolved to be her future wife, to accompany her, to drape a cloak over her when it was cold, and to prepare sour plum soup for her when it was hot.
She wanted to be her closest lover in this world, her most loyal confidante, guarding the Manoban Family’s deceptive secret.
Krystal coughed twice into her handkerchief, her face pale.
Immortals rarely involve themselves in mortal matters, and now that her elder had left, it was up to her to fight openly and covertly.
She wouldn’t concede; Jennie, let’s see who wins in the end!
“Krystal?”
Madam Jung, worried, stopped outside and knocked softly on the door. “Krystal, it’s Mom.”
The door swung open, revealing Krystal in plain white clothes, her brows and eyes showing a frail charm. “Mom, what brings you here?”
She stepped aside to let her mother in.
A mother always feels for her own child. Madam Jung looked her up and down. “You haven’t left your room for days; how could I not be worried?”
She came from a family of military commanders and married a renowned great general of the court. They had only one daughter, born after Madam Jung had injured herself while accompanying her husband on a campaign during her pregnancy. This resulted in their daughter being less robust than others since birth.
To make up for their frail daughter, Madam Jung and her husband lavished all their love on her.
Krystal nestled into her mother’s embrace like a little girl. “I heard cousin’s wife is ill, and my older cousin has taken seven days of leave because of it. Mom, I’m not feeling well.”
She had been pampered since childhood, given the stars if she asked for them, and aside from her inherent frailty, she had always been indulged by others both at home and outside. But in matters of marriage, she had suffered a significant setback.
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On the Wedding Night - JENLISA
Historische fictieJennie kim is a blind woman who has grown up with the constant mistreatment and belittlement from her parents and servants. They take pleasure in laughing at her expense. However, her life takes a sudden and unexpected turn when she is welcomed into...
