Unlike the pleasant weather, there was a cold wind blowing around Madam Murphy. Kathia approached her and spoke in an endearing manner.
“Aw, c’mon, I told you I’m sorry~ So please forgive me~”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Do we know each other? In any case, how many times have I told you to , Jean’s wife. After gulping down the strawberries, Kathia asked in an excited manner.
“What is Countess Troy like?”
“Are you talking about my wife?”
“Yes, since I’ve neither met her nor heard anything about her.”
“Hm, let’s see. My wife is the type of person who…”