Fury
'...You can have her back. Do with her what you will."

Vera's heart fell as the words escaped her husband's lips, and his voice echoed in her brain repeatedly.

She felt horrible as she stared at him from her seat, vomit rising in her throat and angry tears welling up at the corners of her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

Vera couldn't force herself to talk or voice a word while he continued speaking to Arnold, who was eagerly listening. She couldn't even argue with him, and her throat felt like something was caught in it.

To say she felt embarrassed would be an understatement. She was ashamed, and when she caught a glimpse of Arnold's leading lady for the night, a stout disagreeable-looking woman, Vera noticed the hint of a smile, and her rage grew.

Anger flashed across her face, and it took everything she had not to reach out and wipe the woman's dumb expression away.

How dare Lucas disrespect her like this? How dare he treat her as if she were a commodity to be traded at hi
Continue to read this book on the App

Related Chapters

Latest Chapter