"Watch your words. She's my wife." Claude moved his wheelchair to the spot next to Lillian, where his special breakfast tray was set up. Seeing Jesse's look of disbelief, Lillian calmly brushed her hair back with the hand that wore the pink diamond ring. "Claude, she doesn't deserve you!" Lillian smirked. "Are you implying that you do?" Jesse shot her an angry glance and then sweetly said to Claude, "Claude, I really wanted to take care of you..." But no one, except for Jesse herself, believed a word she said. Robert stood nearby, looking down with indifference, uninterested in her performance. Claude didn't even look at her. 'If she really cared, why didn't she show up when I was in a coma? And why visit me only after I wake up? Moreover, even when she visited, she wasn't among t

