Chapitre 133: Chapter 130 ( Became Deserted )

Monna, who thought Belhart's words were just small talk and did not mean to flirt, smiling with amusement.

"Really? Though there are tons of brooches tucked away in your jewelry box. But that little brooch is the thing that you keep pinning?"

Didn't answer and only gave warm eyes after nodding softly. Belhart was pleased, his words evoked a faint of Cattarina's smile that he rarely saw.

Or maybe seldom?

Because Cattarina felt more depressed and frustrated every time she was with him.

Could this be a good start for them?

After a divorce. And that was a strange thing.

Monna then asked another question.

"Then, how about the palace? Is everything fine after I left and there were no problems?"

Being aware didn't have much influence on the atmosphere of the palace. Monna just wanted to fill the void they spent while waiting until the rain stopped completely.

Spoke softly as if they didn't want people to listen and join in.