Chapter 47Myra’s POV.“Nicholas, what are you doing?”“I don’t like you leaving with men,” He said, and I frowned. “Well, I don’t like you not wearing a ring,”His jaw clenched tightly I heard the bone pop. “What is it with you and that stupid ring? We’re only married because you didn’t want to live under that house anymore and you didn’t want to be a pawn for that fuck face that tried to hurt you, our marriage is strictly paper,”“That’s fine Nicholas, I’ve learned to accept it. But when we have company you can at least act as though your happily married and wear the ring once the company leaves take it off I don’t fucking care,”“Is that so?” He replied, and I nodded my head. “After what you made me endure at one of your visits yes, I no longer give a crap,”“Speaking of which,” He said, climbing off me and fixing his shirt. “I do believe I have a few clients tonight,” “Make sure you call or text them, after all that’s how you get repeats,” I reminded him and his eyes narrowed a
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