Chapter 70 Revenge Is Bitter

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• My legs were still shaking as I descended the spiral stairs. I held the handrail to keep myself from tripping and cleared my throat that was hoarse from screaming my husband’s name.
• I was brushing my hair in the bathroom when Vincent decided her wouldn’t let me go without a ‘fight.’ He’d literally ripped my dress off my body, bent me over the bathroom counter, and pinned my neck to the cold, hard surface before ramming into me as he used my hair as reins.