Chapter 122

"You're absolutely right. I took a bullet for you-same one you fired at me behind my back," Sophia drawled, her voice rife with bitterness.

Jealousy and the sting of Alex's betrayal twisted inside her like a dust devil, tangling her emotions so tightly she couldn't tell where anger ended and heartbreak began.

"Fine. I'm scum." Alex waved a dismissive hand.

"Marco's the white knight, and I'm the filthy liat slinging thud at him. Are you satisfied now?"

The self-mockery in his voice practically dripped off every word.

Fighting for vindication felt like screaming at a brick wall, given the lack of trust from the other side.

"What's with the attitude? Trying to imply I've accused you unfairly?" Sophia's brow furrowed.

"Not at all," Alex said, letting out a weary sigh.

"I'm the big bad wolf, right? Badmouthing the good guy, doing all the dirty deeds. Bask in your victory, if that helps."

“Bastard!” Sophia finally snapped, her frustration boiling over.

She hadn't expected him to be so spiteful.

Maybe this was the real Alex, laid bare now that their marriage was just ashes.

Alex cast her a long, haunted look, the words echoing inside his head:

You stabbed me with words I trusted. I bled silently in the betrayal you called justice. 1

'Is this what two people who once loved each other have come to-tearing each other apart like wounded animals?

At what point did they stray so far from the happiness they once chased, giving in to poison instead of peace?

sliding in with

concern.

grunt, ex-military. You couldn't honestly expect him to act like a gentleman." His

best imitation of sympathy tugged

like me—and I don't hold that against him. Folks make mistakes. I just wish he'd learn

you two?" Megan chimed in, sneering. "He's downright

pressed his lips into a

I

it makes you happy.

you think you are an angel?" Megan scoffed. "Look at this self-righteous drivel. You're only sp pretty

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laughed, "I get it poverty bruises a man's pride. That's what makes people like you so disgusting Always pretending you're above it all when you're knee-

eyes met hers, wom-out and done

know whatever sorry picture you've painted in your head. Not my problem." He shrugged,

stood and walked away from the table, like stepping out of a bad

few tables over, a tall, wiry guy with eyes like a snake joked his

had a plan

one gulp, the stranger sauntered toward Sophia's group with a smug grin plastered on

at that," he drawled, eyes fixed on Sophia. "Seems

stranger should. "Hey there, beautiful. You look righty

shoulder, refusing to dignify his

undeterred, reached out to

like that," he murmured, leaning in as though

has got to be fate. How 'bout

his hand away with a no-nonsense glare.

stiff, like a warrior ready for

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