"What was that about, Quizen?"
It has been approximately five minutes since Coco left the house, leaving nothing, but silence and tension on her wake, making everyone stare at the door that she slammed shut on her way out.
Now, this was not the first time Coco had stormed out of the house, but this was the first that she looked genuinely upset.
Quizen swallowed thickly and looked away from the door, his blue eyes shifting downwards as he started to fidget with the hem of his clothes.
"I.. I saw her having a conversation with the woman that works at the desk at the inn." The fourth husband muttered, his voice small and quiet compared to his booming voice earlier when he was arguing with Coco.
"The mediator?" Heiren quipped, his eyebrows shooting up to his hairline.
"Yeah.. That one." Quizen answered truthfully and huffed, "The woman was smiling and laughing while having a conversation with our wife.. It was quite clear that she was flirting with Coco."
