"Thank you for helping me when I fainted, Mr. Zeus. But I believe that's all you need to be concerned with..." Viviane said.
The last thing she wanted was Cyril to draw wild conclusions, and Zeth's reputation would only fuel his imagination.
She then turned to Cyril, her eyes filled with helplessness. "Cyril, just calm down. I can explain."
Cyril snorted as Zeth left the room. "You want me to calm down? After seeing that? The way he was looking at you—that's the kind of look men give when they want what doesn't belong to them."
"Is he the reason you want a divorce?" Cyril pressed on. "Now that I think about it, he even looks a bit like me. What is it, Viviane? Am I not enough for you? Is he supposed to fill the void?"
As he blurted out those harsh words, he grabbed her chin, tilting h
