“After we got married, I genuinely tried to live peacefully with you, but you kept going after Laila. You accused her and her mother of killing your mom. And the truth? Your father told me long ago—it was your mom’s own mental illness!
“Laila even got poisoned with wolfsbane when she tried to save you, yet you viciously claimed it was a self-inflicted act! Hah!”
He made no attempt to hide the scorn and disgust in his voice. “Even if the Moon Goddess made us mates, I never actually wanted to marry you. If you hadn’t forced my hand with your so-called sacrifice, I would’ve married the one I truly love long ago!”
I stayed silent the entire time until one of the staff members I had brought with me interrupted Jackson. “Ms. Seraphina, this is the necklace made from your pup’s ashes and remains. Please take it.”
Jackson abruptly fell silent, and his breathing turned ragged. “What happened to the pup?”
