Chapter 67:
Makenna’s POV:
“Jealous of Jessica?”
The thought almost made me laugh out loud. Jessica stood there, clearly desperate to flaunt her victory, but I couldn’t help but snort at the absurdity of it all.
“Jealous? Of what, exactly? A man who can be easily seduced by someone else and might just leave you someday?” I replied with a sneer. “If that’s what you’re proud of, then go ahead. But I have no reason to envy an ungrateful dog.”
There was a time when Frank’s betrayal would have cut me deeply, leaving me seething with pain and anger. But now, after everything I’d been through, it all just seemed… laughable. Jessica’s taunts didn’t sting; they merely amused me.
“You!” Jessica spat, her face flushed with rage. Her eyes burned with resentment as she struggled to come up with a retort. “That’s just more of your empty words.”
Alice, sensing the rising tension, tugged at my sleeve and shot Jessica a disdainful look. “Who is she? And why is she so horrible?” she asked, clearly bewildered.
I shrugged. “Just an unimportant passerby.”
I had no interest in wasting any more time on Jessica, so I turned to leave, walking right past her.
“Makenna!” Jessica’s voice rose, filled with anger and desperation. “Don’t you dare walk away from me!”
But I didn’t stop.
“Bitch!” She spat, rushing to block my path again. “You think you’re better than me? You’re nothing! You’re weak, and no one will ever love you!”
I shook her hands off. Caught off guard, Jessica staggered in embarrassment. “Makenna Dunn, you…”
“What?” I cut her off, brushing imaginary dirt from the sleeve she had grabbed. “Still have the energy to shout? Seems like you didn’t slap yourself hard enough when Prince Dominic ordered it.”
“Bitch! Shut up!” Jessica’s face twisted in fury, her voice a high-pitched scream.
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I couldn’t help but smirk at her reaction. She was a mere fool, easy to provoke, and it amused me how quickly she unraveled. Without another word, I grabbed Alice’s hand and led her away.
“Wait until the banquet! I’ll show you how much Frank and I love each other. You’re nothing but his discarded plaything!” Jessica’s voice trailed off behind us, filled with venom.
Her words didn’t faze me in the slightest. I kept walking, my stride steady and sure, leaving her far behind.
“Who is Frank?” Alice asked tentatively as we continued down the path. I could sense her hesitation, as if she feared bringing up painful memories.
I glanced at her, considering how much to share. But before I could answer, she quickly waved her hands, as if to take back the question. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
“Frank was my mate,” I replied calmly, lowering my gaze. “And the woman you just met? That’s my stepsister, Jessica Dunn.”
“What?” Alice’s eyes widened in shock. “They… they’re together now?”
I told Alice the specifics of what had happened.
“My goodness!” Alice listened intently as I recounted the events that had led to this moment. Her face flushed with anger. “That’s unbelievable! How could they do something so vile and shameless?”
I gave her a small, weary smile. “It’s alright. I’ve come to terms with it.”
The initial sorrow and disappointment had long since given way to a cold determination. Now, all that remained was simmering anger, coupled with a desire for justice. I knew my priority now was to survive, and I was prepared to take my time, biding it until I could exact my revenge.
Alice looked at me with a mix of sympathy and concern, but I didn’t want her dwelling on my past. Half-jokingly, I squeezed her hand. “Come on, let’s go to the canteen before all the good food is gone.”
I tried to pull her along, but she hesitated, looking uncertain.
I turned back to stare at her, bewildered. She looked embarrassed and rubbed the bottom of her blouse.
“Eh? What’s wrong?” I asked, frowning at her sudden change in mood.
Alice stammered, unable to meet my gaze. Then, with a deep breath, she lowered her head and said quietly, “I’m sorry, Makenna.”
