Asher’s POV
She smirked at me with no remorse in her eyes, and that only made my anger boil over. “You killed Isabella’s baby,” Maris said, her voice trembling with shock.
She answered calmly, “Yes, I did. I shouldn’t have done it, but what choice did I have? The man I loved more than anything was in love with her. This was the best I could do.”
I lost control. I grabbed her by the neck, my anger burning like fire. I pressed down hard, and she struggled to pull away.
“You are brave to say that in front of me, Betty,” I snapped, squeezing tighter until her face turned purple. “You tried to kill Isabella, and you are still alive!”
Maris’s voice trembled as she pleaded, “Asher, if you don’t stop, you will kill her for real!”
I shouted, “I don’t care right now! She tried to kill Isabella
