Chapter 85. In the Moment Of Heat

I stormed into the company, my gaze darting sharply left and right in search of my husband. I had just returned from Martha’s house, and I was still processing what that woman had confessed to me.

Seeing what I wanted, I marched toward him. The way he looked took me aback. Something was odd in his expression.

“Jer— Jared?” I swallowed hard, suddenly confused.

His stare was intense. Too intense.

“What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked when he didn’t speak.

“Did you tell Hailey the truth?” His voice was low — dangerously low.

“What?” My heart skipped.

“Did you tell her?” he repeated.

I blinked. “Tell who what?”

Jared moved closer, reducing the space betwee