“M-Marc?” Cassie blinked and thought of Selena.
Her cousin was right and wrong. She was right that Anton was having an affair, but she was wrong about the person. Still, the perfect world she and her husband built vanished, shattering every happy memory they had as a family.
Anton’s shoulder moved as he sobbed, releasing his wife’s face. Embarrassed, he lowered his head and continued to cry.
“Marc…” Cassie lifted her hand, clutching a strand of her hair.
Hearing the name drained her strength. Cassie sat on the edge of the bed before her wobbling knees failed to support her body. As she listened to her husband’s cry, his words kept echoing in her mind.
At first, she thought she wanted to throw up as she imagined them kissing, but then, she realized it was not disgust but envy she fel
