Chapter 208: I love him
As Harrison stared at the intimate photos spread on his desk, a pang of irony pierced through the tumult of emotions swirling within him.
He had never once suspected his wife of straying, let alone with someone so much younger.
The realization hit him like a sucker punch to the gut, leaving him feeling hollow and disillusioned. How could he, of all people, be blindsided by his wife’s infidelity? Had he been so consumed by his own desires that he failed to see the signs, the cracks in their marriage?
Harrison’s anger simmered beneath the surface, fueled by a sense of injustice and wounded pride. Yes, he had engaged in extramarital affairs himself, but it hurts seeing her so happy with someone else. The hypocrisy of it all stung him deeply, intensifying the fury that churned within him.
As he surveyed the damning evidence before him, Harrison couldn’t shake the feeling of betrayal that pierced his heart like a dagger. How could she have been so careless, so reckless with their marriage? The thought of her in the arms of another man, especially someone much younger, ignited a firestorm of rage within him.
The door opened and his wife walked in, her voice breaking the silence. "Honey, what’s wrong?" she asked, her concern evident in her tone.
Without a word, Harrison reached for the photos scattered across his desk and flung them towards her. His heart pounded with a mixture of anger and betrayal as he watched her pale face register the truth of her infidelity.
She picked up the photos, her hands trembling slightly as she stared at the damning evidence before her. The air crackled with tension as Harrison’s gaze bore into her, his jaw clenched with barely contained fury.
"I don’t care what you do in the shadows," Harrison’s voice was low and menacing, each word dripping with venom. "But if you dare to disgrace me after all we have done, I will kill you with my bare hands."