The Three Are Living A Married Life — Chapter 17. Anger (17)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Maybe, Eyljee
The next morning, after getting ready to go to work, as usual, Rihanna went down to the first floor.
When she reached the living room, Rihanna saw an undesirable person from her perspective.
“Lisbeth.”
Hearing her sister’s voice calling her, Lisbeth turned and stared at Rihanna. Her voluminous purple hair reached down to her waist, and her pair of emerald eyes sparkled under the sunlight. At first glance, she seemed innocent and charming.
Ever since she was young, Lisbeth has always had that aura. An aura that could attract people, regardless of their gender. Her deep eyes, full lips, and delicate body parts created that impression.
Rihanna stared blankly at Lisbeth but quickly pulled herself together at the sound of her voice.
“Is something wrong, sister?”
“…Are you going somewhere today?”
“Yes, I’m going to a tea party.”
Lisbeth nodded and added.
“At Marquis Ezra’s residence.”
“I see. When will you be back?”
“I’ll be back before dark. Are you going to work?”
“Yes.”
Lisbeth approached Rihanna without leaving her eyes and said,
“I like the way you work. I’m proud of you.”
“…Thank you.”
“Have a good day, Sis. See you in the evening.”
“All right, Lisbeth. Have a good day too.”
Finally, the two sisters said goodbye, smiling. At first glance, they looked like sisters with a great rapport. Rihanna left the residence as she had planned, smiling until the end. However, after getting into the carriage, the smile on her face disappeared completely.
“……”
And so did Lisbeth’s, when she confirmed that Rihanna had left.
‘She went to work a little late today.’
She had left a little later than usual, Lisbeth was not happy about that. She immediately headed for the stairs, passed through the second floor and arrived on the third, where George was.
She didn’t have much time to spare if she wanted to be on time for the tea party. Lisbeth stood in front of the room where George was, thinking it was okay to be a little late. She knocked on the door with a rhythm familiar to both of them.
Knock Knock Knock, Knock Knock, Knock.
Quickly, she knocked three times, then two times, and finally one last time. Within seconds of knocking, the door opened abruptly.
George greeted Lisbeth with a smile.
“Lisbeth?”
“George.”
Lisbeth smiled as she hugged George around the waist, then kissed him as usual. The kiss was gentle at first but became more intense, producing sticky sounds.
After a while, George murmured with an expression like he had forgotten something.
“Not yet, Rihanna…”
“My sister is gone.”
Then, Lisbeth slightly bent her leg and lightly tapped George’s knee. The two disappeared into the room, falling like dominoes.
Soon, the door slammed shut.
***
Lisbeth thought she would make a good match with George.
“Tell me which of the two of us you like better. And which one you feel better with.”
Lisbeth often asked these kinds of questions in George’s arms. Honestly, George didn’t want to hear questions about his wife during their intimacy, but he answered quietly so Lisbeth wouldn’t get upset. – Advance Chapters in NovelUtopia
“Of course you, Lisbeth.”
No man would answer that way about his wife unless he wanted to ruin their relationship.
Although it was a logical response, Lisbeth hugged George tighter and put a satisfied expression on her face as she always did. Just for her satisfaction, George would obediently answer those awkward questions.
“I’m sure you’ll be very busy from today on. You must make the handover.”
Lisbeth said as she dressed. George replied blandly.
“Busy? I didn’t have much work before.”
“Can you tell me very blatantly when you work at my father’s hotel?”
“Anyway, you don’t like your father very much.”
“Me? What?”
“Oh, geez. You know what I mean.”
George spoke as if he were talking about something obvious. Lisbeth simply smiled, feigning ignorance on the subject. George, who was staring at her, asked,
“I’m curious about something, can I ask you a question?”
“Tell me.”
“Why do you hate your father so much?”
“……”