Chapter 111 Protective Intervention
- I wasn’t the sore loser type. The desperate and insecure woman who seemed to be going through a fit in front of me was clearly worried about her husband. If I wanted to be a heartless bitch, I could have said some meaningful things to her; however, what good would that do me?
- Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
- “Then why did he go to your room?” the woman asked accusingly.