Lacy stared at Bernice with frigid eyes, and an unfathomable anger sprang in his chest. He still took the tissue and wiped her tears away, though, since he felt he had to.
"It has nothing to do with your family."
"Then what is it?"
Lacy dodged the question more and more as she pushed for an answer. He rose up and looked down at her. "You're too emotional right now. The driver will take you home. Mason will take care of any problems you have with the trendy company.”
“I won't go until you tell me what you want!"
Lacy exhaled in anger and said, "Bernice, don't be like this."
"Is it because of Remi? You've grown to care about her, haven't you?"
"No." His refusal was strong and clear.
She held on to him for dear life. "I'll be the best wife. I won't do anything you don't want me
