Chapter 21

Iris was deeply aware of how much Hugh cared for Olenna. If not for his anger getting the best of him the other day, he would not have allowed himself to betray Olenna. Furthermore, he was particular about hygiene, and there was no way he would touch her knowing that she had slept with another man. Hugh seized her chin tightly with his hand as he gritted his teeth and said, “Sleep with you? You’re disgusting.” At this point, his tone had grown harsh and menacing. Every word that came out of Iris’ lips was like a ball of flame shot toward him, shaping him into a dynamite ready to explode. “In that case, can I leave?” Iris asked stoutly. Needless to say, her demeanor irritated Hugh to no end. What annoyed him more than anything else was the way he somehow could not derive any bit of satisfaction from her—despite having completely crushed whatever dignity she had left; despite having told himself not to pay attention to her and that her life and death had nothing to