I put everything I had into that slap. Scarlett went sideways onto the couch, clutching her cheek and sobbing.
"Vivian! Have you lost your mind?" Ronan shoved me off and pulled Scarlett into his arms, glaring at me, fury blazing in his eyes. "You hit her right in front of me? Where are your manners?"
I rubbed my stinging palm and let out a cold laugh. "Manners? Keep your dog on a leash, Ronan. Next time she won't get off with just a slap."
I turned and walked out of the lounge.
The Silvercrest deal was dead, and my studio had suffered a devastating loss. Yet I felt freer than I had in years.
I knew that single slap had torn away the last scrap of dignity left in my marriage to Ronan.
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