Chapter 21 You Are Not My Wife

• "Yes, but I screwed up, and now I have the feeling that she married my uncle just to get back at me." Olivia, who had been fidgeting uncomfortably at the table, was now like a hyena, her eyes narrowing as she hungrily scanned the conversation around her. She savored every moment spent at the table, feeling her tense muscles relax with each passing minute. But her engaging conversation with Finn was abruptly cut short when Old Mr. Knight stood to his feet and announced that they were leaving. The room suddenly grew quiet as everyone scrambled to finish their drinks and gather their belongings, a sense of finality hanging in the air. Olivia's excitement and enjoyment quickly turned into disappointment and longing for more time at the table with Finn.
• As soon as the old man and Finn had left, Olivia couldn't contain her excitement, and a grin spread across her face. With a newfound power over Cathleen, she savored the moment and took a sip of the delicious mimosa cocktail that Cathleen had expertly crafted for breakfast. The bubbles tickled her nose, and the tangy taste danced on her tongue. She eagerly tried to catch Cathleen's eye, but when she couldn't, she finally spoke up, unable to contain herself any longer.
• "You're quite a good actress, Mrs. Knight. I mean, no one would have thought that before you were married to your husband, you would have been busy having sex with his nephew. You sure are something else."