My Marriage Had A Price Tag

Summary

The third year after I took Helena Montgomery back, she cheated again.

It was the same man as before.

When I ran into them at a bistro downtown, she tried to tell me he was just a client. Then, a second later, she instinctively pulled this "client" behind her, shielding him with a look of sharp, defensive suspicion.

I knew that look. She was afraid I’d lose my mind again. She was afraid I’d hurt the person she held closest to her heart.

But I didn't scream. I simply stepped forward, smoothed a stray lock of her hair that had fallen out of place, and spoke in a voice that was eerily calm.