As soon as I heard that, my expression shifted. I immediately removed my ring. âLook, Crystal. Shall I give my ring to you? I think it suits you better. Darling, what do you think?â My voice was icy.
I deliberately dragged the word âdarlingâ as I narrowed my eyes at Lyle. The atmosphere was exceptionally awkward. Then the waiter bowed his head and apologized to me profusely.
I didnât take his words to heart because my attire was a bit sloppy. Moreover, he merely did his duty to please his customers. âItâs fine. My husband and my cousin are really close. They do look like a cute couple together. How lovely.â
âYvonne, stop it!â Lyle roared.
âYvonne, what are you talking about? Crystal just returned, so thereâs nothing wrong with him taking care of her. As her cousin, you should know better. Donât overreact.â Wendy chimed in.
Overreact, huh? Then what should I do? Should I just give in and leave my husband to this woman? Why? Because they share true love?
I held the ring in my hand and chuckled. âWendy, relax. Iâm just joking.â
A moment later, the food was served and everyone dug in. I looked at all the luxurious dishes on the table. They looked delicious and certainly fit my taste, but my appetite was spoiled by all the drama. Still, I forced a smile on my face and ate slowly.
After we were done eating, Wendy went to the washroom and Lyle excused himself to answer a call, leaving only the three of us at the table. Yvette just wouldnât leave Crystalâs side because she treated her like a boss.
Suddenly, Crystal put down her cutlery and spat some ugly words with a smile on her face.
âYvonne, I heard you ran away from home yesterday. As a married woman, you should better. People will gossip about it.â
I frowned. I knew that behind that smile well; she had something up her sleeve. Each time she carried out her evil plan, she would shift the blame to others and play victim.
I figured she went to the apartment and saw the mess I made. âSo, a single woman can do as she pleases and flirt with someoneâs husband?â I sniggered.
Her expression changed drastically, but she maintained her elegant demeanor. âYvonne, why donât we make a bet? Letâs see who Lyle will help. If he chooses you, Iâll fly back to Fleynia tomorrow and let you have him. Deal?â
She blinked innocently at me. Suddenly, I was exhausted. She was a beautiful swan, but I was just an ugly duckling. I could never win.
As Lyleâs legal spouse, I was no different than a third wheel in Crystalâs presence.
I sneered. âThatâs very generous. But do you really want to play around with something as fragile as feelings?â