Emma leaned against the wall and let out a deep sigh.
Although she didn't know Mina's true identity, she had a vague suspicion. Her graceful demeanor and socialite demeanor suggested she might be Ethan's wife.
Emma clenched her fists, feeling a pang of jealousy rising in her chest. 'Shouldn't I be happier that Ethan could reconcile with his wife?' Emma gave a self-deprecating smile, tidied her clothes, and returned to her room.
*****
The next day, Emma woke up, grabbed a quick breakfast, did some sketching, and then took her study materials, planning to study downstairs.
As she took the elevator down, she happened to run into Mina.
She politely greeted her, just as she would Ethan, "Uh, hello, Mrs. Ethan."
Mina was initially surprised, then smiled warmly. "Please, don't joke around.
