Hazel's POV
I laughed softly. "You two are really something," I said, my eyes moving between them with open mockery. Then I narrowed my eyes at Madison. "You spend my husband's money, then turn around and offer the clothes to me—his wife—as a favor.” I faced Bryce next. “And you claim you're here out of concern, yet you openly bring an outsider along."
I let my smile sharpen. "Anyone who didn't know better would think the two of you were the couple, paying a special visit to some lonely old widow."
Bryce's expression changed instantly, his voice rising. "Hazel, stop twisting everything! My relationship with Madison isn't what you think!"
"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow and met his glare without flinching. "Then what is it?" I kept going. "Just a moment ago, when the two of you were working
