This space used to be her favorite place.
Quiet and elegant, every decoration was arranged by her own hands.
She stared at the torn curtains.
Suddenly, she felt that some things, once torn apart, could never be restored.
By rights, she should have suppressed this matter, turning a small issue into nothing.
But today she was irritable, really too tired to pretend to be generous.
She could have casually said, "Forget it."
Then let The Enforcers take them away, and calmly address it afterward.
This is the grace a Female Master should possess, a means to maintain family harmony.
Yet at this moment, she couldn't muster a single ounce of patience.
She was tired, not just physically, but mentally exhausted.
Those things she had once tolerated and endured, now all surged up.
Why can't these males ever learn to behave?
What's wrong with Alza and Zane?
Why can't they learn from their good sense?
Alza is steady, never competing, never making her worry.
