Page 4 of King of Jealousy


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“It’s only been over a year since Elias and Amara got married, right?”

“Yeah,” another person replied casually. “More than a year, I think. But have you ever actually seen them act like newlyweds? I mean… they never look close. No affection. No chemistry. Nothing.”

A woman let out a soft laugh.

“But honestly, I expected that from the beginning.”

Amara stood outside the room silently, her body turning colder with every word.

Inside, someone sighed dramatically before speaking again.

“Honestly, it feels like Elias ruined his own life.”

“He never should’ve agreed to it,” another man muttered. “But you know how Elias is. The guy acts like he was born to be a saint. Have you ever heard him refuse anyone asking for help? Especially someone older.”

“Exactly,” someone else added with a snort. “And Amara’s grandfather practically begged him after her car accident.”

The sound of a glass clinking heavily against the table echoed through the room.

“This whole thing is ridiculous,” the man continued with a scoff. “If it weren’t for her accident and her grandfather practicallybegging Elias to marry her after she chased him for three years, he never would’ve married her.” He shook his head mockingly before taking a sip of his drink. “Her entire family spoiled her rotten. Only child syndrome. Of course the little princess had to get everything she wanted.”

Amara’s stomach twisted violently.

Her face slowly lost all color.

She lowered her eyes quickly when she felt them start to burn, blinking hard to stop the tears gathering there. But the humiliation still spread through her chest like fire.

Around her, the music continued playing loudly, people continued laughing, waiters continued walking around carrying champagne as if nothing had happened.

“She’s the only heir to Hawk Industries. Everything was handed to her her entire life,” a woman said with a mocking laugh. “Her parents spoiled her so much they never cared what anyone else thought. All they cared about was Amara’s happiness and whatever she wanted.”

Another woman immediately laughed in agreement.

“Exactly. That family has always treated her like the center of the world. All they ever cared about was Amara’s happiness and giving her whatever she wanted.”

“I remember her from high school,” another person added immediately. “Every single morning her father personally dropped her off at school.”

The woman rolled her eyes dramatically before taking another sip of her drink.

“And not just dropped her off. The man practically treated her like she was the center of the universe. Everyone used to stare whenever his car pulled up outside the school gates. Even my father never had time to do things like that.”

She let out a mocking laugh.

“But Amara’s dad? He acted like he had nothing else to do except worship his daughter. Every single day it was all about Amara.”

Laughter immediately spread around the table.

“Well, isn’t that expected?” another woman said with a grin. “Have you seen how bossy she is?”

Someone snorted.

“Honestly, though, I think Elias finally toned her down. From the past year, I haven’t seen that same arrogant attitude in her anymore. Before, everywhere we went, she acted like she owned the world.”

The woman straightened mockingly and copied Amara’s voice in an exaggerated sweet tone.

“‘Let me pay for it.’ ‘Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.’”

Several people around the table burst into laughter again.