His Wife's Venomous Betrayal

he emotional trauma, the lingering effects of the surger

ers pressing into his skin. The pain was distant, a dull throb compared

ic," Sophia said, her v

like a flicker of guilt, a shadow of the woman he had once loved. Her eyes softened

say, her voice uncert

hing his head. "Sophia, my head is k

pped back to him. The brief momen

ed to Liam's side, her hand on his forehead.

h sofa, fluffing a pillow behind his head. He was on the floor

ld went

llen. His head throbbed. His hand was wrapped in a crude band

m the living room.

octor. Spare no expense. I

ing. He saw a doctor, a man with a weary face and a black bag, stand

of fury. She stormed over to him, grabbing him by

ce inches from his. "What did you put in his d

at was too dry. He hadn't done anything

nto his shoulders. "You're a monster, Ethan! First my

baseless, that all he could do wa

ncomfortable. "Ma'am," he said, addressing Soph

eyes still locked on Ethan. "

d more firmly. "Your...

than loosening slightly. "What are you talking abo

icantly elevated. He also appears to be severely dehydrated. From what he described, he has all the c

n the sofa, suddenly seemed t

Ethan's bandaged hand and the pale, drawn look on his face, "is the one who actually needs

le. Liam's illness was self-inflicted. Ethan'

A deep, ugly flush spread across her cheeks. She looked from t

a look of shame crossed her

ward him, her hand outstretched. "

his arm, to offer

r, his eyes empty of everything but a vast, chilling coldness. He turned and walked out of the r

o late. It was a single drop o