Lillian's POV
"but why would he leave his ring at home while he's going out?" I found myself thinking out loud.
And of course, the b***h took it as her turn to speak
"you know men, if they can't get something from you, they look for it somewhere else" she said, almost nonchalantly and shrugged.
My fists clenched in anger at her words, William's ring digging into my palms.
I knew what she was insinuating, that I didn't have s*x with my husband and that he had gone somewhere else to get it, and for a moment I was torn between being offended by her words and feeling guilty, but I have made my decision and she is no one to question me.
The thought of William going out to some randy women sounded sick to my ears and my stomach clenched in disgust or anger or both.
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