Chapter 155: The Queen Knows Too Much
Primrose held a handkerchief over her mouth, trying to keep the dust from getting into her lungs.
She stayed near the door, not out of fear, but because the room was musty and cluttered, and she wasn’t too eager to disturb any hidden insects.
"Since it’s just the two of us in here," she began, "I’ll answer your question. No, my husband doesn’t usually act like a jerk. I was the one who asked him to behave that way."
Raven furrowed her brows, visibly confused. "Why?"
[Other women wish for a kind husband,] she thought. [Why would she ask hers to act cold and harsh on purpose?]
Primrose lowered the handkerchief from her mouth, revealing a small, mischievous smile. "Because I want him to gain your husband’s trust," she said.
Even though Primrose didn’t really want to step deeper into the dusty room, she forced herself to walk toward Raven so they could talk face-to-face.
"What do you think about the offer I gave you earlier?" Primrose’s voice softened. "I can hand you the key to your freedom ... but only if you’re willing to take it."
Primrose truly wanted to help her.
But she also knew the painful truth that no matter how much support someone offers, if the person being hurt isn’t ready to leave, no one else can save them.
She didn’t know exactly what had driven Raven to kill the Marquess in the other timeline, but she had a feeling it was for someone she deeply cared about.