When Petals Meet The Blade (Priscilla and Waldo) novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Jessica didn’t even need to bar around to know who was behind her.

Priscilla strode up to her, her tone cold, “Didn’t you say you’re over him? Then why did you follow him here?

She added, “Jessica, you’re such a hypocrite. Always saying you don’t want him, but deep down, you want him on hudly, it’s disgusting”

Priscilla thought noble ladies really were all the same, saying one thing and doing

g another, they were an utterly shameless,

Jessica had broken off the engagement on purpose, but had never stopped clinging to Waldo. Even today, the came running to the hunting grounds the moment she heard he was coming.

Priscilla’s thought if it hadn’t been for her sudden whim to follow as well, Jessica would have succeeded.

Priscilla snapped, “Trying to seduce him while I wasn’t around? Dream on!”

She sneered at Jessica, her eyes filled with scons and mockery. “Whorel I see through you. You saw how differentiam, you want to imitate me, retreating from manage only to circle back, playing hard to get?”

She continued, “Don’t you find your little schemes disgusting? Trying to copy the? You think you can?”

It was autumn, yet the sun blazed above. Priscilla had just run a good distance, and her face was slick with sweat

Jessica, on the other hand, stood pristine and fresh, looking like an ethereal being untouched by the mortal world.

Priscilla grew even more irritated at the sight.

how much Waldo likes me, to now

The heat was oppressive, and everyone was dripping with sweat. Yet, Jessica’s hair was still so neat, not a strand out of place.

Though her words were venomous, Jessica merely watched her quietly, her gaze calm.

“What’s the matter? Struck a nerve? Nothing to say?” Priscilla scoffed.

Jessica smiled slightly. “Yes, you’re right. Sorry for being found out.”

“You!” Priscilla hadn’t expected her to be this shameless to admit it.

She snapped, “Jessica, you…you’re revolting!”

“if I’m revolting and you’re still here talking to me, arent you even worse?” Jessica raised an eyebrow coolly, withdrawing her gaze to look into the distance, clearly no longer interested in engaging.

Priscilla couldn’t stand being ignored like this.

Jessica, whom Priscilla thought relied on petty tricks to charm men, actually dared show such arrogance before her.

Back in the desert, every woman was respectful to Priscilla.

Though she had several elder brothers, they neverimposed on her. They doted on her endlessly.

She was not like the average woman. She didn’theed schemes to get what she wanted.

But these girls, raised in the inner chambers, without achievements, relied solely on competing for men’s favor to gain any status.

Without a man’s protection, they were absolutely nothing.