Chloe POV
If there’s another word for shocked,
I need it right now.
Because what just happened refuses to make sense to me.
My cheek burned like hell.
I spat blood onto the floor and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
That crazy b***h actually slapped me.
Me.
I hissed and walked to my car, parked a few miles away from the mansion.
I got in and sat still, still processing everything.
Then I quickly unzipped my handbag and pulled out a handkerchief, dabbing the blood from my lips before bringing out my phone.
I speed-dialed his number.
He answered after a few rings.
“Are you in now?”
“In?!” I exploded. “You never told me there was another woman besides Maya in that house!”
There was a pause.
“I let you into that house for a reason. You don’t get to yell at me,” he said
