Her fingers curled into white-knuckled fists. A volatile cocktail of fury and humiliation churned in her chest.
Yet, the ghost of Julian’s threats, the evidence of her infidelity and the promise of casting her out with nothing, acted as an anchor, holding her ego back from exploding.
"Calm down, Victoria. Pull yourself together," she hissed at herself, forcing her ragged breathing into a steady rhythm.
"If you lose your cool now, that bastard will toss you out without a second thought."
The following morning, Victoria began her performance as the "good wife." Julian emerged from the master suite in a charcoal-grey suit that fit his athletic frame like armor.
His cold gaze snagged on Victoria as she stepped forward to greet him, his mouth twisting into a cynical smirk that dripped w
