Betrayed Wife, Burning Revenge

rom the floor, clutching his arm. "She' s just

n, painting Dessie as unstable and violent

ent throug

believe she

o quiet. She must be

ively around her waist. He glared at Dessie. "W

w the truth. He knew she was the victim, and yet he stood there, p

ir wedding night, a small, secret ceremony. He had held her hands an

complice in her p

, her eyes wide and tearful. "Craig, honey, she

ked at Dessie, his eyes filled with resentment, as if this wh

re colleagues. That' s all. I don' t kno

re a calcula

nd clear. "We have our marriage license. In fact, we' re hosting

d, the manager' s word, against hers. He had documents

still care for her, vanished. He didn' t just not love

from suspicion to contempt. She was

an to lead Chanel away, but stopped and turned

vior today. And you will post it publicly. If you don' t,

ring among themselves. Dessie stood

ho used to praise her brilliant mind now saw her as nothi

e. It felt alien now. She wasn' t sure why she came back. Maybe a

there. He had cooked dinner

, his tone gentle, as if the scen

ublicly destroyed her, and now he was

of food in front of her. "I couldn' t say anything a

him, her heart

ience. Her family has connections that are crucial for

ear, maybe two. Once I' m secure, I' ll divorce her and bring you to the city

d would never have asked her to endure this. He wouldn' t have

being difficult. "Look, Chanel is going through a lot. Sh

e was only a demand for patience and a hollow