"Oh! You said you'd be back before twelve."
When she went to the living room to watch TV, it was already past eleven. She waited for a long time and anticipated that he wouldn't be back before midnight.
Who was he with during those hours?
"Sorry, I lost track of time."
Mark Reed carried Valentine Teller back to the bedroom, placed her on the bed, and was about to withdraw his hands when her arms encircled his neck.
"Besides Eluard Jack, who else?"
She acted like a suspicious wife, grabbing her husband, insisting on getting to the bottom of it.
"A few other friends." Mark Reed just felt bewildered.
She never asked too much about his whereabouts, but tonight, she seemed suspicious.
"Did you meet someone? A woman?"
She felt a pang of jealousy!
Even though she told herself many times to trust him, she couldn't control her heart, or her mouth, and blurted out the questions in her mind.
He must hate her!
