Chapter 199
Chapter 199:
Please, Marta. Not today. Not here.
She flicked her gaze down to my feet, then up to my face, and scoffed. “Look at you, being all busy while everyone else is getting ready. Someone could easily mistake you for the mother of the kids p>
“Well, I was just trying to help,” I tried to keep the bitterness out of my voice.
She looked past me, at Xylon and the stylist. “Go with the square shape p>
I wanted to roll my eyes. Why was she being so dramatic?
She must have known the circle earring was better, but anything to go against me. Well, I didn’t say anything to her. Today was a special day, and I wasn’t about to let her ruin it for me or the kids.
“But, Mummy, don’t you think Aunty Lyric is right? I also think the other one would be better on Xylon,” Xyla said from her seat, staring at us through the mirror.
The look Marta gave her could have annihilated her if looks could kill. She seemed to hold back her retort because of the people around.
“Mummy always knows best, Xyla.” As she said this, she kept her eyes on me, a malicious glint in them. “You should always listen to me, your mum p>
I rolled my eyes and scoffed. The girl was utterly shameless. She didn’t even care that there were people in the room with us who could spread rumors.
“Relax, Marta. Nobody’s dragging your ‘mummy’ title with you,” I said, getting ready to leave. “It’s normal for people to actually like others. And me still being undressed while others are getting ready should actually worry you instead of making you jealous. I mean, the whole time, you were busy taking care of your looks while someone else was looking after your kids p>
Her jaw was set in a frown, and an airy feeling settled softly in my heart. Well, if she wanted to be dramatic in front of strangers, I wouldn’t be the one they referred to as the quiet one.
I walked out of the room, refusing to let Marta’s words hurt any further.
Reaching my room, I finally showered and got ready.
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I had already called in a hairstylist and a makeup artist. Simultaneously, they worked on my appearance.
By the time I was done and staring at my reflection in the mirror, I was wholly fascinated.
“You look so gorgeous, ma’am,” the hairstylist beamed and even clapped his hands.
It drew a chuckle from me.
The event was already starting. I could hear the music coming from the field. I settled the stylist and makeup artist and was about to leave when a painful thought crossed my mind.
The Executioner.
I was still yet to hear from Jace. Since the previous day, I’d been trying to occupy my mind with other things so I wouldn’t think of the impending doom coming my way.