While My Husband Cheated I Married His Powerful Brother novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123: Chapter 123 Standing Up for Her Husband

The room was frozen.

Xiomara’s finger was still pointing at Dorian. Her face was triumphant. She had just named him as the bodyguard.

Wesley’s eyebrows rose. His eyes moved to Dorian. Then back to Xiomara.

"You’re sure?" Wesley asked. "You’re sure he’s the bodyguard?"

Xiomara nodded. "Yes. I’ve seen him before. He follows Mr. Wynn everywhere."

Wesley’s mouth twitched as he was suppressing a smile.

"Xiomara," he said slowly. "That’s not my bodyguard."

Xiomara blinked. "What?"

"That’s Dorian Thorne. The CEO of Zeus Group."

Xiomara’s face went pale.

"He’s not a bodyguard," Wesley continued. "He’s one of the most powerful men in Etran City."

Xiomara’s hand dropped to her side. Her mouth opened, closed and opened again.

She looked at Dorian. Her eyes were wide. Disbelieving.

"That’s not possible," she said.

"Very possible." Wesley smiled. "He’s also my friend."

Xiomara’s face was white. Her hands were shaking.

Wesley pointed to Dorian. "That’s the man you called a watchdog."

Xiomara said nothing.

Wesley turned to Xiomara. "And who hit you?"

Xiomara’s eyes darted to Veyra. She pointed.

"She did." Xiomara’s voice was high. "Veyra. She slapped me. Twice and she alao grabbed my throat."

Wesley looked at Veyra. "Is that true?"

Veyra nodded. "Yes."

She did not look away.

Wesley’s expression was unreadable. "Why?"

Xiomara answered before Veyra could. "She’s jealous. She’s always been jealous. She can’t stand seeing me with Caspian."

Veyra laughed. It was a short, dry sound.

"Jealous?" she repeated. "You think I’m jealous of you?"

"I know you are."

Veyra shook her head. "You have no idea what you’re talking about."

Veyra turned to Xiomara. Her voice was steady. Calm.

"I hit you because you insulted my husband. You called him a bodyguard. A watchdog. A glorified servant." She paused. "You got what you deserved."

Xiomara’s face was red. "You had no right."

"I had every right."

Wesley raised his hand. "Enough."

The room went quiet.

Wesley looked at Xiomara. "You insulted Mrs. Thorne’s husband?"

"I didn’t—"

"You called him a bodyguard?"

"I didn’t know who he was."

"That doesn’t matter." Wesley’s voice was cold. "You insulted a man in my presence. You insulted his wife. And then you came to me demanding an apology."

Xiomara’s face was pale.

Wesley turned to Veyra. "I’m sorry you had to endure that. It won’t happen again."

Veyra reached for Dorian’s hand. Her fingers intertwined with his.

She looked at him. Her voice was soft. Affectionate.

"Husband," she said. "Would you mind looking up so everyone can see you?"

Dorian’s body stiffened. Just a fraction. His heart raced. He was not used to being called that. Not in public. Not like this.

But he looked up.

His face was calm. Controlled. His gray eyes swept over the room.

Xiomara stared at him. Her mouth was still open.

"That’s him," she said. Her voice was loud. "That’s the bodyguard."

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