Chapter 13

Schuyler's P. O. V.

"Ah, 'Risse.." I called when I saw her in the living room and receiving a massage from the maids.

She furrowed her brows at me. "What?"

"I was wondering if you would want to join me to lunch—"

"Save it!" She asked the maids to stop before she stood up and went in front of me. I'm already disgusted with the fact that I have to join you every breakfast and dinner time, and now you're asking me to also join you for lunch? Ha!" She sarcastically laughed while looking at me. "Don't you have any sense of disgust in yourself, Schuyler?"

I lowered my head for what she said when I suddenly felt her grabbing my hair to meet her eyes.

"Why? Does it hurt?" She asked when I flinched at her touch. "You'll get a lot more of that if you don't stop lurking around my cousin, you got it?"

"W-What do you mean?"

"I mean, go and divorce him now!" She snapped at me and pushed me to the corner. "I really don't understand what Zeke saw in you. I mean, you're not even from a noble family or