How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

and hurried away.

In the garden, Adana stood still, smiling with her lips but not her eyes.

“You have known me for one day, and already you are correcting me because of a girl who serves water in my father’s house.”

Ibuka did not raise his voice.

“I corrected what I saw.”

“What you saw, or who you wanted to impress?”

Ephoma’s face changed.

“Please, I did continue reading …