When My Husband Fell Ill, I Seized His Business
Language: en
The eighth time I caught Sheriff cheating, I didn't scream or cry. I simply handed the girl her coat and said calmly, "Use the back door." She shot me a terrified glance and practically fled. Sheriff, meanwhile, leaned back against the headboard, watching me as he lit a cigarette with slow, deliberate movements. "The kid's new to this. Don't scare her," he said, smoke curling from his lips. "She's not like you. I don't want her getting hurt." He took another drag. "It's her birthday today. I'm staying with her tonight, so don't wait up." I lowered my eyes and gave a soft acknowledgment,…