Without wasting anymore time she raised both hands apologetically and shook her head with a smirk. "No offense, but someone like Cora? Someone of her caliber? Her status? No way. She can't settle for—"
"She can't settle for you," Abigail finished the sentence bluntly, folding her arms. "Let's be honest here. We don't believe it. We really don't. Not even a little bit. So, please, try another story. This one? We're not buying it."
Hearing Victoria mocking words James didn't flinch. He just sighed lightly and gave a short chuckle not out of amusement, but more from exhaustion. "You don't have to believe me," he replied calmly, slipping both hands into his pockets. "But I'm telling you the truth. Cora is my wife."
At that moment both women blinked again, this time slower. Their expressions showed they were torn between laughing again or calling it a day.
