Chapter 216: Unmistakable tension
Well.. This is awkward. Coco thought as she kept a forced smile on her face.
The table was tense, the air between her and the other two mediators thick with animosity, mostly it was because of the silver haired mediator, but still, the air around them was suffocating.
Zaque’s and Quizen’s departure had left the three of them alone together, the silence between them awkward and uncomfortable.
The silver haired mediator loathed his wife and it was quite clear to ever who would walk past their table, his body language closed off and hostile— every look he cast in her direction held a mix of anger and disdain, his face not betraying his contempt for her.
Coco, for her part, was wary and uncomfortable, but she kept a smile on her face as her gaze darted nervously between the mediator and the doorway.
Alhai was clearly not happy about the situation and that much was obvious, a scowl etched onto his face as he fidgeted in his seat with his arms crossed in his chest, his eyes darting around the room, anywhere but at the woman opposite him.
Heiren, who doesn’t feel as much animosity towards Coco as Alhai, sat stiffly on his swat.
Coco and Alhai sat across the table from each other, the silver haired mediator’s body was tense and his expression guarded, but their wife, on the other hand, may have a forced smile on her face, but she looked almost relaxed.
"Alhai, look away from our wife. That’s not how a husband should look at his wife." Heiren called out to the third husband, his eyebrows furrowed.