The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 400

Abigail clutched my phone tightly. She then meticulously combed through my phone to confirm that I had indeed deleted every trace of contact with Blair.

I could see the faint relief wash over her face, though she quickly masked it.

She set the phone down and looked at me quietly. "Samuel, that's not what I meant. I'm not trying to interfere in your personal matters. I hope you can understand that."

Her words were laughable, even to herself, I imagine.

Not trying to interfere in my personal matters, she said? How absurd and utterly ridiculous for her to say that! Where did she get the audacity to make such a claim?

Just moments ago, she had been questioning me, repeatedly demanding answers. The thing was, she clearly didn't get along with Blair, so why would I ever meet Blair in private?

Could her memory really be so poor that she'd forgotten everything so quickly?

I couldn't take it anymore. Fixing her with a stare, I snapped. "What exactly do you want, Abigail? Can't you even let me have a moment of peace?"

A flicker of disappointment crossed her face. However, she quickly replaced it with a composed, gentle expression. "Samuel, that's not what I mean. Can you at least give me a chance to explain?"

A chance to explain?

I had the urge to laugh out loud.

How many of those chances had there been over the years? And yet, how had Abigail treated me during those moments?