How Much She Loved Chris

Lara did not miss the threat in Chris's words. But rather than make her nervous they sent a wave of anger rolling through her.

“This isn't about trust,” she accused him. “This is about what kind of wife you want—someone who is quiet and biddable, someone who never expresses her own opinion.” She paused for breath, still glaring up at him. “In fact you don't want a wife at all. You want another employee—someone who'll happily jump to do your bidding and never challenge you in any way!”

Chris was staring down at her, his dark eyes glinting dangerously. She could see a vein throbbing at his temple and a muscle pulsing in his jaw.

“Whatever accusations you make—whatever defense you plead,” he said coldly, “understand that I will not tolerate your continued interference in my affairs private or business.”

“Don't try to intimidate me,” Lara said, placing her hands on her h