Stronger Than My Mistakes
"You really think that means I married you for love? Please. Don't flatter yourself."
Iris, standing there as if she owned the place, leaned in with her voice dripping sweet poison.
"Yvette, you can't blame Richard. You should blame yourself for being so naïve. A regular woman like you could never keep up with his ambition. Me? I can give him Poole Corporation's power, connections, and money. What do you have? Love?" She snorted. "That won't even buy you a cup of coffee."
Her words burned through me, making my whole body shake. My hand flew up, and I was ready to slap her across the face when Richard's hand clamped around my wrist. His grip was iron-tight, hurting me.