The Fate of Narendra Women
56. No One Knows

"Kamila, Lily was hoping to see you."

Bawling at Zephirus's words, Kamila did not want to. Now he's fine here. He was calm and awake. Kamila no longer wants to see anyone who wants to hurt her.

Zephyrus is approaching. Poured wine into his glass before approaching Kamila. Swiped the alcohol, then handed it to Kamila.

"Drink."

Kamila had never drank alcohol. But he tried.

"What did Lily do to you?"

I don't know what made Kamila tick. The taste of the sweet wine was a bit or a question Zefirus just now.

"My sister, what exactly do you want?" Zephyrus pulled Kamila before him, stroking Kamila's cheeks gently. "What do you want and get? I'm not asking anything too long, if you don't understand."

He wanted Kamila to answer succinctly.

"I can guess what you want, my sister, but it would be better for you to say it."

Kamila stared blankly at Zefirus wine glass. "I ...."

"You?"

"I want a different life."

"Like?"

"I don't want to get hurt, just keep accepting everything, or pretend like everything's acceptable."

If Zephyrus had asked any further, Kamila would have answered. But the man smiled, looking down at Kamila's lips. "Do you think Iaros will just shut up?"

"I'm tired of that guy, Young Master."

"really?"

In the eyes of Zephyrus, there seemed to be a certain feeling that Kamila had reserved for Iaros. Because Zephyrus did not understand love, he did not know what it was. All he knew, whatever Kamila did, was something that Iaros planted in Kamila's soul would continue to rebel in search of Iaros.

"Aether said it would let you out in our custody."

Kamila shakes. "I'll stay here."

Limited freedom, Kamila did not want that at all.

"You don't mind knowing Young Master is spending time with Miss Kamila?"

There were senior wives there, especially Aether's wife, Hephaestus's wife and Zephyrus's wife. But the one who needed to answer as if it was just Hera, with her calm demeanor.

"I'm not a child. Mine is mine, even if it's borrowed by someone else."

A sense of calm that is envious.

Helen took a deep breath. Staring at the room Iaros was silent, then at the room Kamila—which was honestly the room Aether, but occupied by Kamila.

After all the love dramas of Iaros and Kamila, everything goes according to plan. Helen accompanied Iaros as his wife. But he was not a fool who did not realize what Iaros was thinking.

"You're worried about Miss Demeter's request being approved?"

"I don't think the request will be approved?" Although it should be a statement, Helen was more impressed to ask.

"My Young Master seemed to start thinking. And Miss Demeter is far smarter than just giving a request without ambition."

Helen closed her mouth. Trying to get rid of the disgust in his heart even though he finally moved, went to find calm elsewhere.

If after all Iaros still insisted upon Kamila, then Helen would have to endure that shame for life. He doesn't know if he can. While tonight, looking up at the sky above, Helen already thought that her decision to marry Iaros was wrong.

Not like I had a choice. Helen squeezed her hair in frustration.

"They said something that had been lost, when they came back, would not feel the same anymore" the voice said suddenly.

Helen looked over the presence of Dios behind her.

"I think I understand that now."

Helen received a glass from the man. "You've been a little quiet lately. You don't want to bother my Young Master anymore?"

"For what? It's a holiday. Besides, Aether told me to calm down."

"Then you obey him? I know you're waiting for something."

Dios grinned very clearly. "I'm waiting for Iaros."

No one didn't know Iaros was up to something. But, no one knows what.

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