"Who is Adrian Cole? Is this the reason you want the divorce that much?" Theo's eyes narrowed, his brows knitting tighter with every syllable. His voice carried both suspicion and the sharp edge of jealousy.
Daisy froze at the sudden name on his lips, her hands that were tied at the headboard slowly going numb. "Who?" She frowned.
"Adrian Cole! The owner of the souvenir shop! Who is he?" His anger flared, it could be seen by how he breathed at this moment. "Just tell me… if you have another per—"
"So… if I have another person in my heart at this moment… will you let me go now?" Daisy cut through his words.
Theo's breath hitched, his jaw tightening so hard the muscle ticked. Her words sliced through him, sharper than any denial could have.
"You didn't let me finish," he growled, leaning closer, his shadow falling over her. "I asked you a question. Who is he to you?"
