chapter 7: Doubts and complications

Hadn't he thrown her to that sleazy guy? Why did he show up again? To laugh at her?

Ha!

"Wayne Gray?" She pointed at the man exuding a menacing aura. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but her courage had swelled, and fear was a foreign concept to her at that moment. "You—you’re such a jerk!"

Wayne's face darkened instantly.

Christopher and Mrs. Robert kept their heads down, not daring to breathe loudly.

Scarlett staggered her way over, grabbing Wayne's tie and yanking him toward her. "Do you think I actually wanted to marry you? Do you think you're some kind of god?"

The overwhelming smell of alcohol made wayne frown continuously, a hint of anger flickering in his eyes.

He swiftly grabbed her wrist. "I think you've lost your mind."

What kind of woman would follow any man?

He wanted her to back off, but she was as stubborn as a mule, refusing to let go.

When Scarlett followed jeff, he regretted it. This woman, no matter what, was his wife in name. The thought of her being