"I am not here to fight with you, or argue …" she started speaking, her fists clenched beneath the desk, as she constantly reminded herself not to explode for any reason. "I am just here to seek your help as your wife. Can you help me?" with gritted teeth, she reluctantly pleaded to the man she vowed not to.
After all, she had always used the excuse of being independent and achieving her goals without his input, and yet, what was she doing?
Valentine chuckled, his lips curling upwards in a mocking manner, "Hehe, am I hearing correctly? The famous and proud Philippa is asking for help? What a plot twist!" not even concealing the glee in his tone as he amusedly watched this.
Although he knew that she was in trouble, something that he had done behind the scenes. Since she was being so free and causing trouble for his kitten, it was only right that he gives her something to do and keep her mind from looking into what she shouldn't.
