What the hell is that maniac, daring to compete with her for a man? Overestimating her own abilities!
"Very well."
Frank Mitchell raised his hand, caressing her cheek. Amelia Shaw firmly grasped his hand and threw it away fiercely. "Don't touch me!"
"A single night as husband and wife, a hundred nights of shared affection. Samuel, are you truly so heartless?"
No matter what, they had been together for two years. If he hadn't gone bankrupt... perhaps they would have been married by now, and already had a child.
"Cut the nonsense! Stop bringing up the past. Have you forgotten how you threatened me last time?"
And to think, she had once believed he truly loved her, that he was genuinely willing to help her get rid of the maniac. Unexpectedly, he harbored ulterior motives and had an agenda all along.
