Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 47 - 45- Arc 2

֎Ariana POV֎

Standing on the staircase, she peered down at the scene, watching her sister who was causing a ruckus and her indifferent husband. She couldn't help but be reminded of last night, when she proposed the idea of divorce. Did she regret it? No. Was she expecting some reaction? Yes.

She thought he would be sad or convince her, just something different. She didn't expect him to laugh and be happy about it. Even if the emotion he showed was fury, she would still be able to accept it.

'Was it because of my sister? Does he like her?' she asked herself inwardly.

She didn't think so, the situation downstairs didn't even look like it. She could see the flash of occasionally annoyance that flashed through his eyes.

She didn't understand if her sister was just stupid or if she was scheming again, or maybe, it might be another act made to fool her.

As for her husband, she was surprised that he hadn't sent her away.

As someone who doesn't like rubbish, even his dear children didn't dare refute or retort at him. Well, except for her own daughter— Mirabel.

Mirabel was once like the other two, having fear for him. She had forgotten exactly how it happened but Mirabel had an outburst one day, when she was being scolded by him and retorted.

From that day onward, she started retorting at some of Kael's statement, especially the unpleasant one's.

But for Kael to keep sitting down there and reading his newspaper while Trisha keeps making a racket. "What are they up to? Well, it's none of my business. The other is no longer my sister and my husband is now my ex-husband." She muttered to herself.

Kael suddenly looked upstairs. Trisha who had been watching him, also raised her head to see what Kael was looking at.

Ariana was not sure if Kael heard her words that made him suddenly look in her direction. Her eyes flashed with a mix of apprehension and defiance as their gazes met fleetingly. She couldn't decipher the expression that flickered across his face before he resumed his attention on the newspaper, a veil of indifference masking any hint of emotion.

Kael has always been like that. Always.

Sometimes, she could catch glimpses of emotions and understand what he was feeling or how he felt, but sometimes, she just couldn't. Like now.

Just like how unpredictable his actions were, so are his emotions. Sometimes any emotion he shows, you may think it's fake due to how quickly he regains his calm.

Apart from her daughter who would occasionally rile him up and make him put some emotions on his face, she do wonder if she married a robot.

Oh, another period she had seen some emotions on his face was when they were together, then the betrayal and after Keisha's death. After those years, even when she had given birth to Mirabel, it was like he had become an emotionless shell. Everything he did no longer had any semblance of emotion attached to it, only a goal.

As of recent, she couldn't understand the goal he had been driving to. What exactly was that goal? Was the question she would ask herself sometimes.

"You should come down already and stop watching your sister make a fool of herself in my living room." Kael's cold voice cut through the palpable tension like knife.

His words also elicited laughter from the surrounding servants. Lucy and Trisha were so red with embarrassment, that they looked like their head would blow up any second from now.

"I don't think I have a sister, as for the person down there, she is just a guest." Ariana replied.

Walking down the stairs with crafted grace and elegance that created a seductive illusion. Kael's eyes flickered at the sight.

Ariana's assets moved in perfect sync and harmony. None was in discordance with the other.

Her pale skin glistened under the chandelier that illuminated her pale, beautiful and supple skin. It was so tempting. To a man, this was like a tempting dish. Just looking isn't enough to wet his appetite.

Kael's Adam apple bulbed, which was hidden by the newspaper. Despite feeling tempted and having the urge, he resisted it. His face showing no emotion, still wearing that mask of indifference.

Trisha unable to retort at Kael, decide to pour her anger on her sister. Looking at her sister seductive figure which she was always jealous of, she couldn't help but compare.

The result of the comparison only served to fuel her anger.

"You seem awfully composed for someone who just had their world turned upside down," Trisha remarked, her voice laced with a hint of sarcasm.

Ariana arched an eyebrow, her composure unwavering. "Unlike some, I prefer to handle matters with dignity and grace," she retorted, her tone dripping with disdain. "Besides, I had to come down to settle the foolery of a play you acted here."

"Ha!!!... What do you know? At least now that you are gone, the position becomes vacant, who cares about the process."

Their gazes moved to Kael, seeing his indifferent reaction, Trisha became bolder. As for Ariana, she lost interest in bantering with her sister.

"Tsk...Ah...Ah!?" Trisha who was about to continue wagging her tongue, was pinched by her daughter.

"You!"

"Mom, we just came. You shouldn't be acting like this." Lucy said in a low tone which could only be heard by the two of them.

"You are right." Trisha said, her eyes flashing with a glint.

After being called back to her senses, she ignored the servants who stood before her and sat on the couch in the living room.

Kael closed his newspaper and turned to Ariana who was sitting on the Couch beside him.

"Where are the kids? It's already time for breakfast."

Ariana was about to reply when she heard footsteps coming down from the staircase.

"Dad, we are here." Mark commented.

"Where is Mirabel?" Kael asked.

Mark watched his dad stand up and head to the dining room, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"She is taking her bath, she will be here soon." Mark said.

Kael turned to look at his son upon hearing his response, his eyes hiding an undetectable glint before he looked away.

"Mmm." He nodded his head in acknowledgement as he sat in his seat.

Crystal turned to stare at her brother. It was strange of him to speak for Mirabel, if it was before, even though he wouldn't speak for her, he definitely wouldn't say anything against her either.

As for why Mark had spoken for his step- sister, it was only to give the so-called guests who had their claws stretched out to grab a piece of their fortune, that at least the siblings had a good relationship. As for whether they were close or not, it was left for them to find out.

"Tsk... It must be that she doesn't want to leave.... After all, once she leaves, she becomes a bumpkin." Trisha mocked.

"Aunt, it seems like your mouth is well oiled as always. Don't worry, it still depends on your capability to snatch my dad." Zosia said as she approached the dining room with them already seated, well except for Lucy and Trisha.

Walking past Trisha, Zosia continued, "Besides, my dad has more beautiful women by his side, your face doesn't look anything new. My dad is a perfect example of a protagonist with a harem. Right Dad?" She said with a smirk, her gaze moving from Trisha to Kael who was placing his napkin.

"Sit down!" Kael said. His voice, calm and without any ripples.

Lucy clenched her fist, she glared at Zosia in hatred. Zosia noticed it. She wasn't the only one to notice it. Literally everyone in the room did, well except for her mother— Trisha, who was still blowing her horn and trying to establish her presence.

"Keep quiet. It's time to eat and not for dogs to bark." Kael's voice which has been without ripples held a hint of annoyance as he glared at Trisha like she was a pest.

His words were like cold water that doused the mother and daughter out of their illusion. Trisha coughed and quickly led her daughter to sit down.

Kael's voice successfully quietened the room, allowing it to descend into a period of silence with only the clicking and clacking of the utensil being heard.

The meal was interrupted by the head maid who walked up to Ariana and whispered something into her ear and retreated

It wasn't long before the butler also came in. He walked towards Kael. His voice wasn't in the form of a whisper, so everyone on the table heard him.

"The moving company is ready to go. Which address should I tell them to send it to?"

Kael turned to look at Ariana. Ariana was also staring at him. "Send it to Blue stone Villa. The villa is in her name." Kael said.

Ariana's eyelashes were lowered to hide her turbulent emotions. That was the villa they had stayed in when she returned back to the country, before they had finally moved here and before Keisha died.

'What was he playing at?' she thought inwardly.

"Yes sir." Philip answered and left.

Mark was also befuddled. He also knew about the villa and knows that it was where Ariana and Kael had stayed. His mother had brought him there before when she was alive to confront Ariana as the madam to a mistress.

The three girls kept eating their meal, oblivious to the importance of the villa and its value. Zosia could read the atmosphere and she could tell that the villa was worth a lot.

Trisha who had felt wave upon wave of embarrassment since she came here felt her resentment towards her sister intensify, with Kael's words acting as fuel to the already raging fire.

Kael acted oblivious towards the subtle atmosphere in the air as he continued with his meal.

"When will you be leaving?" Kael asked.

Everyone's ears perked up, waiting for Ariana's response.

"A few minutes after the meal."

"Will call for you when it's time to sign the divorce papers." Kael said. His words concluding his own end of the meal. He gently placed the utensils, folded the napkin, his actions elegant and gentle that they seemed so mesmerizing.

"I am done." He said and left the dining room."

Zosia's eyes flashed as she watched him walk away, it was time for her to do it. She wasn't sure she would get such a chance again.