"What are you doing here?" Yasmine asked as she warily eyed the man at the door.
"This is my house, and you're my wife. What is wrong with me being here?"
Hayden stood at the entrance with a sullen expression.
After a moment, he closed his eyes. "I didn't come to argue today. Put down whatever you're holding and come with me."
"Where to?"
"To the damn mall! Do you plan on attending dinner in that rag? Dress properly, and come downstairs with me, now!" Hayden lost his patience and barked out his demand.
Watching Hayden forced to abandon his first love to be tied down with her, infuriated yet powerless to act, Yasmine felt a dark satisfaction.
Making this unfaithful man suffer was her greatest joy.
With a scoff, Yasmine deliberately flashed a wicked smile. "Alright, let's go."
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