Chapter 126

How to Tame My Beastly Husband — Chapter 126. Fortune Teller (2)

That was the woman?

Dressed in a dark purple hood, the woman gave off a mysterious air. The chin and lips reflected in the crystal orb were exquisite, and she was probably a very beautiful woman. Ben swallowed for no reason he could understand.

Now that he thought about it, there was something familiar about that face and figure that seemed strangely familiar. He was almost certain that he had seen this woman many times before.

“Sit down.”

Or perhaps he was mistaken. The woman’s voice was heavy, like crystal balls chiming against a metal plate. He had never met any woman with such a voice. This was because of the voice modulation candy Railin had given her, but Ben could not know that. Finally, he sat down in the seat across from her, with no sign of recognition.

But the natural suspicion of a gambler did not go away. As soon as he could, he tried to peek under her hood, wondering if the woman was some kind of con artist. Her lips curved in a smile, and as her fingertips caressed the strangely colored orb, a faint light flickered to the surface.

What trick is this?

Ben was startled. The mysterious light in the crystal only made everything else seem more believable, like something mystical, out of legend. Looking into the crystal orb, she spoke.

“You have two names.”

What the fuck does that mean? Ben suddenly stiffened, frowning. He had been living under an assumed name until a few months ago. But how could she know that? Was it a coincidence? But before he could wonder further, the woman went on,

“Someone very powerful is backing you. He’s one of the most important people in Deltium, isn’t he?”

“What the hell!” Ben shuddered, goosebumps rising.

He was sitting in front of a real fortune teller. How hadn’t he seen through it? But she wasn’t done yet. When she spoke again, her tone was accusing.

“It seems you have done…a lot of bad things? Haven’t you? Is there anyone you betrayed? Anyone that you caused a great deal of harm? Perhaps a woman?”

If Annette had looked up at that moment, he might have recognized her. But she kept her head bent over her crystal ball, and he could not have guessed who she really was. Her guesses were so accurate, he broke out in a cold sweat.

“There are many people who despise you. Such an intense emotion can cling to its target. Perhaps you’ve had a run of bad luck lately? Does it seem like no matter what you do, you can’t succeed? That is karma for the evil you have sown.”

“What do I have to do to get rid of it?”

Completely taken in by her words, Ben bowed at the waist. Most gamblers believed they lost because of bad luck. Now that he thought of it, it did seem like he had been having more bad luck than usual lately.

Having identified the problem, he was impatient to fix it. Gauging him, Annette’s elegant fingers stopped moving over the crystal. Its light suddenly glowed brighter, as if oil had been flung into a hearth. Accustomed to dimly lit spaces, Ben automatically threw up his arms to cover his face.

The woman pushed back her hood.

“You…!”

Ben’s eyes went round with shock at the sight of her face. He had served her for almost a decade. It was impossible that he would not have recognized her.

How the hell did she get here? How did she know I was here?

His mind was in turmoil. He rose from his seat, staggerin backward as if he were viewing a ghost of his past.

Puck―