Clarabelle's Point Of View
After reading the text, I look up to see Alexander looking at my phone too. He is in front of me looking serious. I want to show him the text but he might react very loudly that he might wake up our sleeping daughter.
“Clarabelle, who texted you?" He sounded worried because of my expression.
I pulled him out of my daughter's room before handing him my phone. He reads the text that I received a few moments ago and I also showed him the text that I received before he went to our daughter's room. His fist is closed because of anger which I understand because I am feeling the same way but I can't help but get worried about how he threatens me to send something to my daughter just to mess us up even more. My daughter doesn't deserve all of this
“Let's just igno
