Chapter 133

“No!” Valerie cut in quickly. “You’ve misunderstood, Roman.”

She rushed toward him, desperate to close the space between them. She wanted—no, needed—to hold her husband. It had always worked before; if she acted sweet, maybe cried a little, Roman would usually soften.

Valerie truly believed he’d forgive her.

But not this time.

“Stay right there, Valerie. Don’t come any closer.”

She froze. Stunned.