As we walked downstairs, I was still pondering Prince Louis's words just now.
Since the night we confirmed our relationship in the wine cellar, he rarely called me by my name. Instead, he seemed to have a fondness for the term "mate."
Although I didn't mind such things, I couldn't deny that whenever he addressed me that way, my wolf would feel an inner sense of pleasure.
But now, I must admit I felt a little awkward.
No matter the reason for their breakup or whether Prince Louis still cared about Maria, meeting an ex-girlfriend was never going to be harmonious.
Especially since I had misunderstood the situation due to the sleepwear Maria left in the bedroom.
Yet, when I was actually facing this woman, I couldn't bring myself to scold her.
Maria's husband had only passed away not lon
