"Are you questioning my personal affairs now?" Tristan queried, he suddenly chuckled to himself, there was no mirth in his eyes.
He stood up from his seat, lifted Erica's hand and stared at the ring on her finger, "Because of this? I could easily get rid of it and there would be no marriage."
Erica was frightened by his gaze and the light threat in his words. She was engaged to him after so many years of being by his side, she couldn't lose this.
Erica immediately stepped backwards and snatched her hand from his light grip.
Actually deep inside, she felt aggrieved.
Why...why was it still difficult to amount to anything in his eyes?
Why was he doing this to her? Why couldn't he care about her?
But all those words were kept suppressed inside and she swallowed them.
