Chapter 3 - A Shadow Under Lovers (2)

Chapter 3 – The Greedy Trisha

Diana slowly closed her eyes and recalled the fact she knew in the next part of the book. In the novel, Trisha subsequently received the Marquess title and wore the beautiful ruby necklace. The necklace was made with three rows of diamonds, making it even brighter. It perfectly suited Trisha’s proud red eyes.

Trisha ran around the imperial palace as if it was her little playground, holding Lucas’ hand with the giant ruby necklace proudly displayed on her neck. But that was just the beginning.

One necklace would not be enough.

Diana thought of one thing after another. In the book, Trisha, now Marquess, even dared to live right next to the Empress’ chamber. Gifts filled the place day by day and making it as an excuse, she took up more space than necessary.

The timid Diana then quietly backed away in silence. She gave up her corner, her husband, her seat, and ultimately her dignity. The necklace had not been enough.

Trisha’s spirit rose day by day. And Lucas often visited the inner palace, putting off his political responsibility as the Emperor. He would usually walk with Trisha in the gardens, which he had modified to suit her taste.

It was the perfect and calculated location for a secret rendezvous. People in the empire only knew that Lucas was going to the inner palace, but there was no way to see if he headed for the Empress’ or Trisha’s quarters.

“You can never satisfy Trisha.” Diana’s delicate lips tightened and remarked in a voice colder than ice. Lucas felt a little bit puzzled at her outburst.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t you think she’s such a selfish child?”

“Empress.” A word of warning came out of Lucas’ mouth.

But Diana was only telling the blatant truth. Although Trisha acted innocent, her heart was dripping with pure envy, masked under naivety. Despite all the things she obtained, it was still never enough; it seems the more she acquired, the more she yearns.

“There is no way to satisfy infinite greed.”

Lucas’ brows furrowed at Diana’s remarks. She turned around and looked straight into his disapproving eyes, her own blue eyes containing waves of different emotions. There was not the usual tranquility present.

“What are you talking about?”

Rarely did she make Lucas feel embarrassed. But she thought he novel, a cruel story of a married woman locked in her own romantic fantasies that would never come true, while her reality was crumbling as her husband cheated on her with her friend.