The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 168

It wasn't until Clara appeared that this balance was broken.

Veronica West's distaste for Clara had been written on her face since their first meeting.

Rhys had seen it all.

At first, he thought it didn't matter because Veronica didn't just dislike Clara—she didn't like him either.

The two women rarely met, so they didn't affect each other.

Only now did he realize he was wrong.

It wasn't that Veronica didn't accept Clara; she didn't accept anyone who held no transactional value.

That was why she could say things like "it saves trouble" after Clara's miscarriage, and why she could sit here so calmly today, enabling Margot.

Veronica frowned. Since Clara's miscarriage, he had been acting increasingly strange.

"Rhys, have you lost your mind recently?"

Seeing the standoff, Margot intervened soothingly. "Mom, why don't you wait in the car? He's in a bad mood. I'll talk to him."

Veronica glanced at her son's gloomy face, picked up her handbag, and walked out past Rhys without looking at him again.

The reception room door closed.

The fragility and grievance on Margot's face peeled away, revealing the cold, obsessive base beneath the mask.

She walked up to Rhys, tilted her head, and smiled. "So, you really got divorced?"

She asked casually, and Rhys didn't answer.

"You look a little pathetic." Margot reached out to touch his chin, but he turned his head to avoid it.

She didn't care. She withdrew her hand, shoved it into her coat pocket, and circled him.

"You and Clara aren't suitable. You don't know what she wants, and you don't know how to love someone."

She stopped in front of him, looking up into his face. "She blocked you and went into hiding. Are you terribly angry?"

Rhys remained silent, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, the air pressure around him dropping.

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