บท 104: Regretful Mirabella

Mirabella trailed behind Cyrus, attempting to keep up with him as he walked faster than expected.

He didn't seem to want to say anything to her, or did he only want to talk to her in the garden and not as they walked there?

They arrived on a balcony with a small table and two chairs nearby. It was a great place to eat lunch as it had a good sight of the ice garden.

There were trees made entirely of ice that bore blue flowers and fruits. There were also rare flowers in the garden, mostly white and blue with no sign of green.

They entered the garden, and Cyrus came to a halt, turning to face Mirabella, who was visibly nervous.

"I am well aware of your dislike for my wife, and it bothers me." Cyrus spoke calmly.

"I.."

"Do you despise her to the point of murdering her, as Isabella did?" Cyrus cut in.

"You already know how much I love you." Mirabella stated, her blue eyes welling up with tears.