Elena had just stepped out of the bedroom after changing clothes. Her long hair was tied neatly back, but her neck clearly showed the red kiss mark that Nathan had just left. The mark stood out, as if deliberately left uncovered.

Thalia, who was still sitting on the sofa, immediately noticed it. Her eyes widened, her jaw clenched. Her chest tightened with heat. God, what a show-off queen! Isn’t it enough that she keeps flaunting that Nathan always chooses her? Thalia balled her fists, ...