Chapter 29

Lorraine

"What was the meaning of that?" I lashed out at him the moment we got home.

Thankfully, Victoria wasn't at home so I could unleash my emotions without fear. Dexter was seated on the sofa, eyes following me as I paced to and fro frantically.

I was mad—not mad—indignant.

I felt like tearing down the walls of the house with my bare hands and to worsen it all, Dexter wasn't saying anything.

"You know, I like it when you're mad. It looks so good on you." He chuckled, his long hands stretched on the chair.

Immediately, I fixed him with a glare which made him laugh. He...