It was as if the officer had hit a nerve. Spencer's whole body went rigid. His lips moved, but he couldn't get out a single word.
I sat beside Victor. After I signed the statement, I gave Spencer a cold look. "Spencer, are you done making a scene?"
He stared at me blankly. "Are you out of your mind? I'm your husband!"
I found it ridiculous. "Are you kidding me?"
His face had gone pale. I glanced down at his hand and gave a small smile.
"Spencer, I'll never forget the day you changed your i********: profile picture to Jasmine Monroe, the day she came back to Casterholm. You'd added a caption, too: The person I've waited 10 years for is finally back."
His pupils shrank. Seeing his face, I felt oddly calm.
"You're not really waiting for forgiveness, and I didn't just find this out toda
