Chapter 46 She Is My Wife

• Claire
• The fact that Christian wasn’t giving me the attention I wanted didn’t sit well with me. I mean, I had seen that latest iPhone he was holding when we last met—oh, I saw it clearly—and I just knew deep down he must have bought that phone for me. Who else could it be for? Surely not that little brat Sophia. The thought alone made me want to laugh. It couldn’t be for her. There’s no way. And even though he treated me like absolute shit earlier, I had decided to let it slide, to hold my tongue, because if I dared to start a fight right now, I knew Christian would likely change his mind and not give me that phone—if it was mine.
• So instead of pushing him, I got into my car, gritting my teeth the whole way, and drove straight to his house, telling myself I’d play it sweet, play it calm. I knew Sophia wouldn’t be there—she was probably busy playing “the sweet innocent wife” role at his mother’s house, like she always does. I rolled my eyes just thinking about it.