The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 120

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?

go," Marco cooed, sliding

concern.

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

wasn't through. His best imitation of

face it, he'll never be anything successful like me—and I don't hold that

between you two?" Megan chimed in, sneering.

pressed his lips into

I am," he

devil incarnate if it makes you

are an angel?" Megan scoffed. "Look at this self-righteous drivel. You're only sp pretty words to cover up your guilt or your

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people like

hers,

don't know me. You only know whatever sorry picture you've painted in your head. Not my

from the

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

had a

his wine in one gulp, the stranger sauntered toward Sophia's group

would you look at that," he drawled, eyes fixed on Sophia. "Seems my day just got a whole lot

than any polite stranger should. "Hey

him the cold shoulder, refusing

undeterred, reached out

be like that," he murmured, leaning

How 'bout

she snapped, slapping his hand away

stiff, like a warrior ready

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