Johnson stared at Sophia like he couldn't understand what had happened.
His cheek was red. His pride was wounded worse than his face.
In his mind, Sophia had always been soft. Obedient. Loyal. The kind of woman who apologized even when she wasn't wrong.
He had believed she still loved him. He had believed she would fold the moment he offered marriage again.
Now she was looking at him like he was nothing.
“You…" he whispered.
Sophia stood tall, even with her knees shaking. She didn't step back. She didn't apologize.
Johnson's eyes narrowed, anger rising. “You hit me."
Sophia's voice was calm. “Yes."
Johnson's jaw clenched. “Do you remember who I am?"
Sophia looked at him like he was nothing. “A man who threw me out in the rain."
Johnson's nostrils flared. “I gave you a chance. I
