The fury in Benjamin's pitch-black eyes was overwhelming. Amanda looked at him, enveloped entirely in rage. If he could stand up right now, Patrick would already be lying flat on the ground.
She glanced at the two men and said coolly, “Stop arguing in front of me. If you want to fight, do it when I’m not around. This is awkward enough. One of you is my friend, the other is my husband—I can’t side with either of you.”
Patrick instinctively turned to look at her, as if struck by lightning. His face went pale, and the shock in his peach blossom eyes was unmistakable.
After a long silence, he finally asked in a hurt voice, “Amanda, you think of him as your husband?”
He hadn’t misheard. She really just said, “my husband”… and she meant Benjamin.
Benjamin couldn’t help but curl his lips in
