Seven Years for Nothing
"Hailey Rane, you're a complete psycho. If you're unhappy, come at me. Why bully Emily?"
Harry stood in front of Emily, hurriedly waving his hand to send her to the second-floor bedroom.
Once she left, Harry sighed helplessly.
He took my hand and sat down on the sofa. "You know about my history with Emily. We were each other’s first love, and we parted due to regrets. Now that she's in the media industry, I just want to help her. There are no other intentions."
I looked up at Harry. This was the first time in seven years of marriage that he had spoken to me so gently.