20. With Bridal Style

“That’s not true, Brent.” Beverley shook her head several times. “I don’t know him at all. The man hit me hard and then tried to hold my falling body.”

Brent frowned. He lifted Beverley’s wrist, which had been red this morning. “So what about this?” he asked probingly.

Beverley didn’t know what to say. If she told Brent about Natalie’s bad behavior, would he believe her?

“See, you can’t even answer!” Brent ground his teeth. “Did that man abuse you when he didn’t even know you? Or are you going to say he abused you like you always accuse me of doing to you?”

Those words made Beverley angry. “He didn’t do that, but what you did in the past is real!”

Brent laughed mockingly. “Bullshit!”

“You never want to admit it, do you? What an asshole!” Beverley cursed. “Ask your girlfriend how a picture like this could go viral. Do you think I’m such a slutty woman to make out with another man?”

“Don’t bring Natalie up!” Brent growled.

“But she’s the one who did it!” Beverley yelled with reddened ey