Ivy frowned at Ryder's words. She couldn't believe he'd say such a thing to her, her chest constricted from the severe pain piercing through it, yet Ryder sat comfortably conversing with his ex and seeing her as though she was an intruder.
When Ryder couldn't even see she was hurting and spoke to her like that, she knew her husband might never return to who he used to be. He had clearly chosen Sheila over her.
She watched as he opened the pack of chocolate Sheila held in her hand for her.
"Care for one?" Sheila muttered to Ivy, the smile still on her face.
But Ivy didn't respond or take a chocolate, she just watched them, with her fist tightened beside her.
For almost a week now, she had not had any time alone with her husband, just because his ex was back.
A bead of sweat formed in
