Avery's voice dripped with bitterness. "I'm so jealous you have such a wonderful wife and daughter."I looked up at him. "You'll have them too."Soon, they would all be his."I'm going to the restroom."Avery thought I was provoking him. Looking wounded, he bit his lip, stood up, and walked out.Seeing this, Naomi glanced at me hesitantly, then at his retreating figure, but ultimately did not choose to follow him.A few minutes later, however, her phone started buzzing.After rejecting the call twice, she finally could not hold back and said to me, "Harry, it's the screenwriter. I need to take this call."I nodded, and she immediately grabbed her phone and rushed out.Five minutes later, I said to Peyton, "Daddy's going to the restroom. Don't wander off."I had just reached the emergency stairwell when I heard familiar voices coming from inside.Avery asked with a sob in his voice, "Do you still love him?"Naomi's voice came through, calm and cold. "Trust me. I only love yo
Read more