Chapter 42
Angelica's swift refusal made Elliot pause.
The next second, his expression turned even darker. The air around them seemed to thin.
"Angelica!"
Elliot enunciated each syllable as he shouted Angelica's name, fixing her with a glare.
"You're my wife. All I'm asking is for you to take me to the washroom. How could you refuse?"
Angelica couldn't help but laugh sarcastically when she heard him call her his "wife".
How could a man who abandoned her at their wedding for another woman be shameless enough to say something like that?
Didn't he find it ironic?
"Very soon, I'll no longer be your wife," Angelica muttered under her breath.
"What did you say?" Elliot asked with a frown. Insecurity began to wash over him.
"Nothing." Angelica concealed the emotions in her eyes and leaned forward to press the call button by the bedside.
Her soft, dark hair gently tickled Elliot's arm. The sensation made something stir in his chest. It was such a foreign feeling that he felt dazed for a m

Haga clic para copiar el enlace
Descarga la aplicación Webfic para desbloquear contenido aún más emocionante
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil
Encienda la cámara del teléfono para escanear directamente, o copie el enlace y ábralo en su navegador móvil