After Joey yelled at Venus, she kicked Venus hard, the kind that made me feel it down to my bones.
I could see what had probably gone down. Last night, Venus curled up beside me, and Joey, that shameless b*tch, must have seen us.
As Joey and I hadn't gone through the divorce process yet, legally, I was still her husband. Seeing another woman with me must have felt like a betrayal to her.
But Venus was a nutritionist and essential for our survival on this deserted island. Joey couldn't bring herself to murder her.
Knocked to the ground, Venus could only grit her teeth and start making lunch for Joey.
"Don't even think about fighting back," Joey warned Venus, waving a stone knife and glaring at me. "Hans, if you don't want to die now, you better start begging!"
I swallowed my pride and
