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know what he said? He said he admired you from coming from such humble beginnings. That you are an extremely strong and special woman. If anything, I think he started to love you more.”
    Only Andrew, the sweetest man in the world, would think that way.
    “And I had Ryan’s permission. We both couldn’t figure out what to do. It was the lesser of two evils.”
    “You still haven’t justified why you didn’t tell me after the wedding.”
    He sighed. “Did you really want to know? Did you want to tarnish that memory with the evilness that is your mother?”
    “When your dad is paying for it, yes.”
    Sean ran his fingers through his hair. “The bottom line is, I tried to protect you. I made the decision as your husband and tried to shield you from that bullshit. And that somehow makes me an asshole? Every time anything happens between us, I’m always trying to do the right thing for you, but it somehow means I’m a fucking jackass.”
    “Well, fucking Janice and Penelope constitutes you as an asshole.” That flew out of my mouth like a bolt of lightning. That was below the belt and I knew it.
    Sean’s eyes ignited in flames. “You’re never going to forgive me for that, are you? Every time we have a new fight, you throw that in my face. Every fucking time! Look, I’m sorry. What else do you want me to say? Do you want to argue about that for another hour?”
    “Don’t be a smartass.”
    “Then don’t be a bitch.”
    My eyes widened in hurt.
    “I’m sorry,” he said quickly. “I take that back. I’m just upset.”
    “Fuck you, Sean. I’m supposed to be your wife but you constantly deceive me. My mother knows where I am, who I married, and where I live, and you didn’t bother telling me. It’s my family and I have the right to know.”
    “No, I’m your family.”
    I reached for his office then opened the door. I waited for Sean to stop me but he didn’t. I hovered, waiting to be halted. I realized he was just as angry as I was. I slammed the door and didn’t look back.

4
    Sean
    Every time I tried to put my wife first, it always bit me in the fucking ass. What should have I done? Told her about it while she was fixing her veil? Sometimes there was no winning with her. I was livid with my wife. When it came to me, everything I did was in black and white, but when it was anyone else, there actions were judged in shades of gray.
    And it pissed me the fuck off when she threw our past in my face.  Did she think I still didn’t feel like shit about that? I would always regret my actions in the beginning of our relationship. But she said she forgave me and we needed to move on. So much for that. She would always resent me.
    I needed my space right now. I knew Scarlet better than anyone, and I completely understood her though t process, but that didn’t dim my anger. I still thought her reaction was wrong. She didn’t need to storm into office and cause a scene in front of my employees and colleagues. It was childish.
    I stayed at the office hours after I should have left. Everyone went home for the day except for a few nighttime lurkers. I caught up on some paperwork then lay on the couch. I wasn’t planning on going home tonight. For the first time, I didn’t want to see my wife. She didn’t want me there anyway.
    My phone vibrated in my pocket, meaning I had a text message. I wanted to ignore it but I couldn’t. I was always paranoid Scarlet would need me. Now that she was pregnant, I didn’t want her to accidently fall or get sick. I pulled out my phone and looked at the screen.
    Are U coming home?
    It was Scarlet . No.
    Minutes passed before she responded. I’m not happy with you either but we promised each other we wouldn’t sleep apart when we fight.
    I remembered what I said. But that was because Scarlet was a flight risk all the time. I wasn’t planning on moving in with Mike just to avoid my wife.
    She messaged me again . I want you to come home. Now do it.
    I could hear the command