The Third Woman

"Yes... Lady Madonna became an innocent scapegoat of a bitter conspiracy that those bastard Lupos plotted against us..." A deep, sad voice escaped his lips as he slowly shifted his dark gaze towards Eva who seemed terribly shocked by his unexpected revelation at that moment. 

"Wh...Why?" Her heart was throbbing hard in palpitation as she murmured. 

"They knew it well... she was my dad's biggest weakness and perhaps the only woman...he ever loved in his long life..." Making a sour face, he slowly whispered lowering down his grimace. 

She scrunched her brows looking very impertinent from her expression. Drifting her hand from his arm, she gulped her saliva while ogling at him anxiously with a thousand queries rising in her mind.