The night was cool like water.
Kawashima Miki walked slowly, her flowing wedding dress shimmering with fiery colors.
Seeing Fujiwara Reya at the door, she slightly curled her lips, smiling as she asked, "Finished being entangled with Fukaeri?"
Without a doubt, there was a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"Madam, you're really sharp-eyed." Fujiwara Reya walked over, taking the large and small packets from her hands. They were filled with gifts from guests, most of which were precious and rare treasures. But without even a glance, he asked Kawashima Miki, "I have good news for you, Fukaeri won't be coming over tonight. Happy?"
Kawashima Miki leaned in with a smile.
Her now-free hands reached out and hooked around his neck.
"Without Fukaeri, there's still Riho. My dear husband, won't you send Riho away as well?"
Her eyes smiled, her breath fragrant, yet her words sent a chill down Fujiwara Reya's spine.
"While Mrs. Riho is not back yet."
