Marina’s POV
I had thought Teresa had left, but low and behold there she was standing off to the side to grab her no good husband. She had remnants of tear stains on her face. I was partially puzzled but that wasn’t really any of my concerns.
“Charles, so help me god I have no problem running you over. I’m sure your dad will be alright with having at least one grandchild from your slut of a wife.”
“Call her that again, and I swear you’ll regret everything you’ve ever done in this world.”
I pulled Beau away just in time. “The only thing I ever regret is the fact that I called you a best friend.”
Beau was fuming, I’m fairly sure if we hadn’t gotten in the car at once he would have hauled off and punched Charles. I’m pretty sure that my measly punch wouldn’t have compared to this muscula
