CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-SEVEN LIES AND SECRETS

~MAE~ Running into the house, I didn't stop or look back even for once, despite how George kept calling my name. Indeed, I was jealous, but how was that feeling compared to that which I'd made him feel by getting married to his greatest rival? I wasn't so mad at him, but I just needed to leave his presence, or else I might do the unexpected. Besides, I trust George, right? As if the front of the house had a supernatural power, getting to its front immediately reminded me of the sketch Frank demanded, and without hesitation, I stopped in my tracks… I opened my handbag and took out the sketch I had secretly drawn while at George's place. I stared at it in silence. If I'm bad in all areas, drawing will be an exception because I know I possess great drawing skills. “Are you really going to give him the sketch?” I questioned myself, mumbling under my breath. I heaved a deep sigh and raised my head up, looking straight into the heavens like it was going to tell me the right thing to