“Do you understand what you’ve done?” he hissed. He leaned forward, his hands braced on the coffee table as he stared me down. “You’re destroying the family name, Vivian. My name. And for what? A fling with not one, not two, but three men? Are you trying to humiliate me?”
I laughed, though it came out bitter and hollow. “Oh, now you care about humiliation? Where was that concern when you were sleeping with your secretary? Or when you gave me the ultimatum of an open marriage or divorce?”
Nathan’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. “Don’t change the subject. This is about you and your reckless behavior. Do you know the damage this could do? To me? To your family?”
“My family?” I shot back, standing up now, my voice rising. “Don’t you dare act like you care about my family. This is about
