But the budding adoration, as she watched him entwined naked with the very woman she loathed for her affectations, instantly shattered into disarray, never to kindle again.
Expecting to be the primary wife, would she agree? Would the Luo Family consent?
Foolish daydreams, even the position of Noble Consort was a stretch, let alone being nothing but a concubine, with children who would only be born out of wedlock.
Aspiring to marry into a prestigious family, wishful thinking!
"Clearly, it's not you!" the Marchioness added finally.
The Marquis stumbled backward several steps.
"I, I..."
Initially he hadn't, but afterward, he investigated—it was his mother's idea.
Yet she did not trust him.
"Wanjun..." the Marquis softly called, "is there really no chance left at all?"
"Yes!"
She was resolute.