After Gwynne finished speaking, Hugo looked at her coldly and sneered. “Why did I land in prison? Wasn’t it because of her? Everything she did was driven by guilt. I never forced her anyway.”
Kiara’s entire body trembled as she looked at him, stunned, her heart feeling as if it had been carved open.
So the love she cherished was, in his eyes, nothing but guilt.
She held back her tears and laughed softly with sarcasm.
“Rest assured. From now on, I won’t do those things again.”
She was ready to live her own life.
She no longer wished to be involved with these disgusting people or events.
Kiara held her best friend and prepared to leave when his threatening voice sounded once more.
“Kiara, try leaving today, and I’ll make sure Gwynne has no place in Utah.”
Her body shook, and she turned back, staring at him with anger.
“Hugo, you’re bullying people too much!”
Hugo towered over her. “Kiara, you fail to understand the truth. I am your husband. If I feel generous, you may lose your temper. If I’m displeased, you obediently stay in line. When I’m unhappy, no one else will be comfortable.”
At that instant, the man before her felt completely unfamiliar.
Was he truly the man she once loved?