Anna walked in holding her husband’s hand. This was the first time he had ever held her in public like this—she never had a wedding. Excitement bubbled in her heart, feeling like the only woman in his world. Eyes trailed them, and she basked in the limelight— for two minutes—before a buzzing phone interrupted. Liam glanced at his phone and suddenly rushed outside to pick up the call. Anna sighed. Of course, the moment wouldn’t last long!
“Finally, the street rat showed up,” Melisa taunted, giving Anna a condescending look. “I was worried you wouldn’t come.” She swirled the wine in her glass, barely hiding her jealousy. “But did you have to come dressed like the peasant you are? You are embarrassing Liam. Do you want people to think he doesn’t give you enough money?”
“Good evening to you,
