As he spoke, he reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone and unlocked it using my face. He began scrolling through my contacts. When he saw the name of my emergency contact, a cruel smile spread across his lips and he dialled the number.
"Hello, darling?" My husband, Daniel Summers’s gentle voice, came through the line. Before I could say a word, one of the bodyguards clasped his hand tightly over my mouth, silencing me.
"Are you Sophie's husband?" Edward spoke, his tone laced with disdain.
"Who is this?" Daniel’s voice raised alarmingly, his calm demeanour replaced by obvious tension.
Looking me dead in the eye, Edward began his cruel taunt. "I'm her ex. Don’t worry, though. I’m married now. I’ve got no interest in her anymore."
Daniel went silent momentarily before replying, "So, why are you calling me?"
"I just thought you’d want to know what kind of woman you married." Edward sneered, continuing, "Back when we were together, she was constantly sneaking around with other men. That’s why I dumped her—she was disgusting."
"Over the years, she’s been leeching off my wife. She’s using our villa to fool around, racking up gambling debts that my wife had to pay off."