A Husband's Ultimate Retribution
a second, just a second, I saw a flicker of confusio
ce low and menacing so only I could h
getic smile. "My husband... he' s been under a lo
side. He put a protective arm around h
e whispered, loud enough for those nearby to hear
us, playing the role of the brave prote
led through
a, having to d
werful woman, so g
an artist. They'
olent mogul and her unhinged, pathetic husband. My grie
burned in my gut,
into my jacket pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. I
oy," I pointed a trembling finger at Liam, "is not her protégé. He is her kept
fted was shattering. The elite guests looked from me to a now-flustere
She had lost control of the story, and she hated it. She l
"If you say one more word, I swear to God, I will put Emily and Josh on a plane to
ete, horrifying detachment from reality. She was thr
augh escap
me compliant. It was my weakness, my soft spot, the reason I endured every humiliation. I washed Liam' s cloth
One day, the cat disappeared. Liam said it must have run away. A week later, I found its small body in the trash bin behind the ga
course. "It was just a cat,
tayed. The reason I had allowed my life to become a living
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