He recognized him as the same smug face with Briella from a restaurant not long ago.
Hayden clenched his fist as his looked coldly at him.
“who are you?” Hayden asked his words dipped in sarcasm.
Brian arched a brow, unimpressed. “And who the hell are you to her?”
Hayden didn’t think. The words spilled out. “Her husband.”
Brian scoffed. “You mean ex-husband?” He said with a smirk.
Hayden’s jaw tightened. His hand itched with the urge to wipe that smirk clean off Brian’s face.
Brian was shorter, but he didn’t flinch. He stood like someone who belonged.
Hayden hated that. Hated how effortlessly this man had slipped into Briella’s life.
They started arguing, Hayden not allowing Brian go in.
Briella heard the commotion going on downstairs from her room.
It was heated, their voices
