Do you want to be my enemy?

"Guessing is such a hassle. Do you like my husband, Miss Wei?"

A slight surprise turned up on Ivy Wei's face at Heaven's direct question. The latter had this short smile, nodding approvingly as if quietly telling Ivy Wei she heard her correctly.

"That's a surprise," said Ivy with a brief chuckle. "I didn't think you will ask directly."

"I mentioned." Heaven shrugged, planting her hand on the surface, eyes fixed on Ivy. "Guessing is such a hassle. That's why I should ask. Do you like my husband, Miss Wei? Or rather… do you want to be my enemy?"

Ivy pressed her lips into a thin line, assessing the confident woman before her. The Heaven Liu she knew was different than the person standing before her. Surely, a year of absence was a long time for people to change. After all, before leaving the country, Axel used to hate Heaven with great passion.