The Echoes of a Shattered Vow
Language: en
My husband, Alexander Vance, had recently taken in a not-so-obedient young woman. He spoiled her so much that she forgot her place and actually came to cause trouble right in front of me. The young woman's eyes were bright, and she stubbornly refused to call me Mrs. Vance. "Miss Sterling, in love, the one who isn't loved is the real third wheel." I smiled, reached out a slender finger, and forcefully yanked the pearl earring from her ear. Drops of blood instantly bloomed on her earlobe. Behind us, Alexander appeared, his jaw tight. Chloe just stood there with red eyes: "Mr. Vance, please…