Chapter 72

Victoria's POV：： Damien watched me intently as I spoke, his gaze unwavering and intense. Arthur's energy seemed to pulse in response to Nora's agitation within me. "Never mind," I sighed, picking at the food with my fork. "You wouldn't understand anyway. Talking to you about this is pointless." He let out a mocking laugh, low and dangerous. "You act like you're such an expert. When you were with Ethan, he constantly claimed he loved you, didn't he? How many times did he wash your clothes? How many meals did he prepare for you?" I froze mid-bite, the steak halfway to my mouth. He'd struck a nerve with surgical precision. Ethan had never done any of those things—it was always me taking care of him, never the other way around. "Do we have to talk about Ethan?" I asked, setting my fork down with more force than necessary. "Why bring him into our conversation? Please don't compare yourself to that worthless excuse for a wolf. He wanted everything to revolve around him without giving anythin