The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 14

Everything in the dining room continued as usual.

No one thought there was anything wrong with this. Except for Clara.

So, the contact person for Margot's specialist was Rhys.

In the six months she knew nothing about, he had already become this deeply involved in Margot's life.

Then what was she? A wife in name only? A sex partner he occasionally came back to for release?

The glass door slid shut, cutting off his voice.

Clara could only see his blurred silhouette on the patio, one hand in his pocket, the other holding the phone, occasionally nodding.

"What are you looking at?" Veronica's icy voice rang out. "Isn't it right for Rhys to care about his family?"

Margot said, "Don't say that. It's all my fault. I shouldn't make Rhys worry about me."

As she spoke, she looked at Clara.

"Clara, don't be mad at Rhys. He just has such a strong sense of responsibility. My health has been poor since I was little, and he's always looked after me. He's used to it."

Clara smiled.

"He has a strong sense of responsibility, but do you know that your dear Rhys is already married?"

"Of course I know..."

"If you already know, then why are you calling and texting him late at night? If you already know, why did you give his number to your doctor? 'Rhys' here, 'Rhys' there — are you casting a spell? Were you born without a backbone, needing to cling to him just to stay upright?"

No one expected her to suddenly lash out. Margot panicked, her eyes reddening. "I didn't..."

Clara stood up, looking down at her:

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