Share

Greta

Farrell:

"Run along, and have your bath. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, and you can have a huge meal," aunt Tabitha said, patting my back gently.

I smiled at her then I made my way up the stairs. The memories of the coronation night struck me as I walked through the stairs. I did the worst thing by slapping my wife in public. In fact I empowered Courtney by doing that.

No amount of apology could fix that and my family saw Molly as a huge mistake and burden to us after what happened.

Standing in front of my room, I pulled it open and the nostalgia from that night hit me. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and checked it but there was still no message from her. I didn't blame her one bit. She was hurt, and I didn't even know what to expect.

I walked to the shower to take a bath, and after I did, I threw on my sweatpants, and a singlet. Then I checked my phone once more and there was still no message from my wife.

Sighing deeply, I walked to the study. Turning on the light, I wa
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status