Vera’s POV
He walked up to Isabella and stood on the same side as her, facing me like a joint force.
"In these three years of our marriage,” he said with distaste. “Haven't you pretended to be innocent?"
I didn't bother to argue with him. It’s not like anything I would say will ever seem right to him. I was always wrong to him. I would rather save my energy, if it wasn't for that divorce agreement, I would have left long ago.
I turned and walked to the corner of the stairs, then suddenly stopped. My fingers hung on the handrail, and then I raised my voice, "It has indeed been difficult in these three years. My youth and time have all been wasted. My real nature has been called pretentious. Can I not feel aggrieved? Or does that not work for Kennedy's heir."
"Vera! You are crossing you
