I shook my head, stepping back. “So that’s it. You’d rather believe her than me.” I slid my wedding ring off my finger and held it up between us. “Fine. Believe her. Think whatever you want.”
The metal hit the floor with a sharp clink and rolled away.
Adrian’s eyes darkened. His hand moved before I could react. Another slap—harder, angrier.
“Don’t you dare walk away from me!” he yelled. “Who is that man, huh? Who is he?”
“There’s no one!” I cried, tears streaming. “You’re insane!”
He ignored me, grabbing my arms and shaking me roughly. Pain shot through my shoulders. “You think you can make a fool out of me? Embarrass me in front of my family?”
“Adrian, stop—”
But he didn’t. His rage blinded him. Every breath came sharper, every movement more violent.
And then—
“Adrian!”
Seraphine’s heels clicked against the floor as she barreled in, grabbing his arm and yanking him away. “What are you doing? Why are you hurting her?”
Her voice trembled, just enough to seem sincere.
I staggered back, clutching my arm. “Why?” I gasped. “You told him I was cheating when I wasn’t!”