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Chapter 17

Nathaniel's Pov

"You are not crazy, are you?"

"No." I deadpanned.

My fucking head hurt, my whole damn body ached, and my father never called to worry about anything that actually mattered. Rubbing my temples, I felt like putting a bullet through my skull just to end this entire shit. The pressure was so suffocating I was losing my damn mind in this shit.

Nothing could happen to Priya; she was carrying our future heir. And nothing could happen to Alyssa, she's the brain we need. My fa
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    Chapter 18Alyssa's PovI knew damn well I looked crazy, like a straight-up madwoman, sitting there in my laced-up bra and a slip skirt. I felt completely disgusting, with dried blood caked onto my skin, no shower in sight, and a head that pounded like a blaring music box right against my skull.The last thing I had the patience for was Nathaniel screaming at me because my outfit wasn't conservative enough for his delicate sensibilities.Those idiots down at the precinct didn't know what kind of lawsuit they were walking into, detaining me overnight over absolutely nothing. I hadn't done a damn thing wrong. All I did was call for help."Nathan, please just drive. I don't have time for your nonsense.""My nonsense?" he bellowed, spit flying across the console. "Now I'm the one spewing nonsense when you come walking out of a police station looking practically naked?""I have clothes on, so drop it.""Clothes on?" he shrieked. "What clothes? Because that trashy little thing on your skin

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    Chapter 17Nathaniel's Pov"You are not crazy, are you?""No." I deadpanned.My fucking head hurt, my whole damn body ached, and my father never called to worry about anything that actually mattered. Rubbing my temples, I felt like putting a bullet through my skull just to end this entire shit. The pressure was so suffocating I was losing my damn mind in this shit.Nothing could happen to Priya; she was carrying our future heir. And nothing could happen to Alyssa, she's the brain we need. My father always made sure to drill it into my head to keep her closer than my own arm.And what the hell did I actually get out of any of this? When had anyone ever asked what I wanted?All I wanted was to keep my fucking wife. And if I lost her because of this absolute travesty, my family was going to see the full, unbridled wrath of a man who had finally realized he was being used to the bone."Nathaniel, are you even there?"I fought down a heavy groan. "Yes, Father.""Have you been listening to

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    Chapter 15Alyssa's Pov It was the last look on her face, her eyes, that killed me tonight. It was like a mockery to our marriage. Everything Nathaniel had done, and everything he did tonight.It was like staring at a neon sign screaming: Open your eyes, Alyssa. Stop holding on to a delusional dream. He's at her beck and call now.Priya was in a car accident, and he just ran to her, completely discarding my feelings and the vile insults his mother stood right there and hurled at me.He loves Priya, doesn't he?Fuck. When did it all go wrong, and why did I let it happen? How had they played it all so smoothly, outsmarting me in this devious little game while I couldn't see a single crack in their facade?If our anniversary hadn't come up, and I hadn't gone to that party, would I have ever found out?My pillows were soaked with tears. I tossed and turned, rolling over to Nathaniel's side of the bed. Empty, of course. I had spent hours sitting in the study waiting for him, straining my

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    Chapter 14 Alyssa's Pov "Nathaniel, who does this wretched woman think she is to ever compare to Priyanka, hmm?" She looked down her nose at him, and then back at me. Nathaniel's face contorted in discomfort. But enough with the pity-princess act. Maybe the Alyssa of yesterday would have bought it, a husband who didn't want to get on his mother's bad side, but loved his wife as well, and just didn't want to pick sides. He always used to reassure me on the nights when the insults and discrediting were too much and he found me crying in secret. I almost knew what he was going to say next, but I didn't even care to hear shit from his mouth or have him halfheartedly defend me like he always did. Right now, he could stick it up his ass and choke on it. It hurt, but the faster I stopped giving a shit, the better it would be for me, my game, and my stupid, bleeding heart. What was I even expecting, standing here crying in front of him? That he'd pull me close and reassure me that

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