CHAPTER 61
ANTHONY'S POV
"You finally decided to come home, hm?" I glared heatedly at the woman I was now thinking I'd made the mistake of marrying.
To think I'd loved her and accepted her daughter, loved and treated her as much as I'd loved Zyliah, my own flesh and blood. Even more, sometimes, I realized shamefully.
She glared back. "And when did you start caring about my life, my dear husband?"
Her tone held anything but endearment.
"You cheating b***h! You refused to come home for the past few days because you were too busy with your boy toy, huh?" I raged.
Our marriage might be crumbling—correction, definitely crumbling—but I would refuse this height of insult she planned on throwing in my face and name.
Her eyes flashed with an emotion I couldn't decipher before it melted aw
