The Perfect Husband's Secret novel Chapter 93

Chapter 74 

Violet 

I sip my tea as I hold the remote up to the television to turn the channel. I probably should go to bed, it’s after 10 p.m., but I’m not in the least bit tired. 

I hear the front step go and then a soft knock on the door. Who in the world? 

Lopen the door in a rush to see Gabriel, he’s in a navy suit and his dark cold eyes hold mine. Animosity drips from his every cell, and a frisson of fear runs through me. “Gabriel?” 

“Where the fuck did you go today?” he growls. 

Before i can even process what he just said he brushes past me into the house and begins to pace. He’s beyond furious. 

“What?” I frown. 

“You heard me, don’t act fucking stupid,” he fumes. “Where did you have lunch today?” he 

sneers. 

Oh shit, my lunch with Jack, I completely forgot all about that. 

Right…I open my mouth to reply but he cuts me off. 

“I’ve blown my entire fucking life to smithereens…to be with you…and here you are, going on lunch dates with another man,” he growls. “What happened after lunch is what I want to know.” He begins to pace with his hands on his hips, his fury palpable. 

“I’m having the worst week of my entire life, and I have to worry about Ariana and work 

and the children, and now, to top it all off, I’ve had to rush all the way here to rein in my 

out–of–control girlfriend.” 

I begin to hear my angry heartbeat in my ears and I put my weight onto my back foot. “First, I’m not your girlfriend. Don’t ever call me that again.” 

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Oh yes you fucking are.” The veins in his forehead are sticking out so far, I can almost see his pulse. 

“Since when?” I put my hands on my hips in disgust. 

“Since Saturday night.” 

*“What? There was no being exclusive conversation.” I screw up my face. 

“We had sex, Gabriel, that’s it.” 

That’s it?” he explodes. “That is not fucking it?” 

“Calm down.” 

“I will not fucking calm down,” he yells. 

“You’re going to wake up the children,” I whisper angrily. 

“Good, go wake them up.” He points upstairs like a madman. “Go tell them that I’ve thrown 

away my entire life to be with their mother, who just told me that she used me for sex. I’m sure they would love to hear all about it.” 

He’s beginning to really piss me off now. 

“I never asked you to leave anything, in fact.” I throw my hands up. “Go back to your entire life, Gabriel.” I walk out into the kitchen and he’s hot on my heels. “Marry your everything 

and leave me the hell alone, I don’t have time for your dramatics.” 

“You will not see him again. Do you understand me?” 

“You can’t tell me what to do.” 

“Watch me!” he explodes. “You will do what I say.” “I’m never going to do what you say,” I 

spit. 

“You can and you will.” 

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www.isten… You can’t come back here being all holier than God and assume that I’m the devil. Seriously, Gabriel…” I puff air into my cheeks, this is a no–win situation. “I’m not Ariana,” I Shap. “I’m not what you want and nor would I ever want to be.” 

“You are what I want.” 

“I know you still love her.” 

“Not in the way I’m supposed to,” he fires back. “I love you.” What?