I would only be inviting trouble if I were to go over now. The reporters would definitely not let me go knowing I was his wife. “You can go if you want to. But I’m not going for sure. I couldn’t care less,” I said, pushing Lyle’s hand away.
“Are you serious?” Lyle was getting impatient.
I glared back at him with my head held high. “I don’t care if you’re gonna get mad. I came to the party because of Grandma. If you’re gonna ruin the event, you’ll have to explain yourself to her then.”
I could tell Lyle was on the verge of losing it. He gritted his teeth, drilling his gaze through me as he thought about what he should do with me. He then grabbed my hand and tugged me out.
Before I could do anything, the reporters already saw us. They swarmed over instantly and encircled me, bombarding me with a series of questions.
“Mrs. Smith, since you’re here with your husband today, does this mean the rumors online are fake? Or does this mean that you’re willing to put up with another woman in your relationship?”
Lyle glanced at me and answered on my behalf. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Crystal is just our cousin. Yvonne and I are getting along phenomenally as you can see from the fact that we’re here at the party together.”
I played along and let him pull me into his arms. I eyed him coldly, wondering where he got his audacity from. He was a greedy man. At work, he was thirsty for power; in private, he wanted his woman to stay by his side, even if it meant covering up his shameful affair.
A gloom settled over Nathan’s face when he saw me outside. “I’ve already said enough at the press conference. Y’all should give Crystal some space now and stop bothering her. She has a bright future ahead of her, so I hope y’all can go easy on her and stop creating trouble for her.”
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