Quentin also looked displeased when he saw me staring at them. “You played your sneaky tricks again, huh? Jenn said she wanted to help you, and now, she’s exhausted and has a high fever that won’t go away. She’s already in poor health to begin with. Her ankle got scraped and injured because she took your place!”
I lowered my gaze to the crystal shoes by the bedside. I had made them myself so that I could wear them on my wedding day. Quentin had even said that we had to treasure the shoes I made with such great effort and pass them on to our children and grandchildren.
However, they were now covered with mud and had been worn by Jenn.
Seeing that I was frozen in place without saying anything, Quentin seemed to finally realize that something was wrong. He carefully covered Jenn’s feet with the quilt before standing up and explaining perfunctorily with a stern face.
“It’s just a pair of shoes. You can just make another pair! The three of us didn’t do anything. Don’t overthink it and spread nonsense! It would be bad for Jenn’s reputation if the villagers heard about this.”
Jenn kicked restlessly with her eyes closed. When her feet felt empty, she woke up with a frown and looked at me provocatively.
“Quentin, I’m so cold! Every time I get sick, you two would stay by my side and take care of me. Elise is already a grown-up and is about to get married. Why is she getting more and more petty? She even came here to throw a tantrum.”
Jenn’s criticism made me furious.
