My Husband Kept Slapping Me Over Something Trivial—The Next Morning, He Smirked At The Lavish Feast Waiting For Him… Until He Saw Who Was Sitting At The Table And Nearly Collapsed From Shock

would’ve been easier.”

“For who?” I asked quietly.

His eyes narrowed immediately.

“Careful.”

Before he could continue, the doorbell rang.

Daniel frowned.

“Were you expecting someone?”

“Yes.”

Evelyn stiffened instantly.

“At breakfast?”

I folded my napkin carefully onto my lap.

“Guests.”

Daniel smirked coldly.

“Fine. Let them watch you behave properly for once.”

I continue reading …