My Best Friend My Husband And My Divorce Chapter 12
I looked at his self-righteous expression, feeling nauseous.
The face that once made me fall head over heels now only disgusted me.
“I was being aggressive? You two put sleeping pills in my warm milk and forced me to drink it. Who’s really going too far?”
“Just because I didn’t drink it as you wished and broke the glass, hurting your precious Zoe, that’s why you were so violent that night, wasn’t it?”
“Do you want me to spell out all these disgusting details before you’re satisfied?!”
His pupils shook violently, panic flashing in his eyes.
“What are you talking about?”
I looked at him, my lips curving into a mocking sneer.
“Whether I’m making it up or not, you know in your heart.”
“The night we went to Hawaii for our honeymoon when I got in that multi-car accident, and during the most devastating period when my mother died, what were you doing and who were you in bed with at the hotel?”
“Do I need to throw the private investigator’s photos in your face?!”
This time, Caleb completely panicked.
He hugged me tightly, his voice trembling:
“Let me explain—”