Gabrielle Jamison never imagined she would catch her husband cheating on her at a party.Morgan Quilton was in a white dress shirt and black slacks that showed off his broad shoulders, trim waist, and tall stature. His sharp brow bones and defined nose gave him a striking profile. When his thin lips curved upward, the chill in his whole demeanor only deepened, as if he were wrapped in frost.The woman beside him wore a red spaghetti-strap gown, with Morgan's black suit jacket draped over her shoulders. Her long brown hair fell in loose waves, giving her a lazy, sophisticated air.Casper Quilton, Gabrielle and Morgan's four-year-old son, stood between Morgan and the woman. He held one of their hands in each of his."Daddy, Winona, the party's about to start. Let's go in," he said.Gabrielle's mind went blank. She hadn't expected Casper to be there, too.Her lips parted. She wanted to call out to Casper, but something felt lodged in her throat. She couldn't make a sound.Casper su
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