Chapter 334 Octavia Plays Matchmaker

• "You're really lucky—your husband adores you," I offered politely, just trying to keep the conversation light and pleasant.
• But Octavia took my polite words as genuine praise. She pouted her glossy lips and said, "My man's just a workaholic, really. He doesn't have a romantic bone in his body. But over the years, I've trained him well."
• I focused on the food in front of me, shoveling it in just to avoid gagging on her lovey-dovey talk.