Chapter 43. What Happened Last Summer

She gave Nicholas her entire attention after giving me a thorough once-over.

“It’s wonderful to see you once again. We didn’t have enough time together on the yacht last summer.” I had to restrain myself from swatting her hand off of his arm.

Wait a minute... yacht? Last summer?

When Nicholas abruptly drew away from her touch, I looked up at his face. He glanced at her, his jaw gritted.

“Why are you here?” His voice was colder than the north pole.

She waved her hand while laughing. “In honor of your marriage, Nicholas!” She leaned in and spoke softly so only Nicholas and I could hear. “Dad said I should come to clap at this big joke your marriage is. That is what all your guests think.”

There it was. Those were the cutting words.

I fought against Nicholas’ grip and was prepared to throw my hands.

It was time to put her in her place. Instead of calling me Willow Rowe, they would call me Terminator after I was done with that bitch.