Page 149 of The Bad Husband

He doesn’t believe me.

“There wasn’t,” I say again.

Suddenly he peels his eyes away from me and searches for his pants. He realizes he has left his clothes in the bathroom, so he slides off the bed, wraps his towel around his waist, and heads that way.

Seconds later, he returns and sets his phone on the nightstand.

The frown on his brow truly worries me.

“Is everything all right?” I ask.

He only nods.

He can’t even make himself talk to me.

“What did she tell you?” he asks, running a tense hand through his hair without looking at me.

I keep my eyes fixed on his profile.

“She told me why you’d forced her to marry you.”

He moves his eyes to me at once.

“She told you that,” he mutters incredulously.

“Yes, she did.”

He tilts his eyes down.

“What else did she say?”

“That you want my money.”

“I don’t need your money.”

“She probably knows that, but she also knows a lot about how you operate.”

He looks at me.

“What else did she say to you, Lila?”

I give him a smile.

He doesn’t seem to be amused.

“That you like to fuck two women at the same time.”

His eyebrows slowly lift in surprise before his stern expression dissolves and a chuckle rocks his chest.

“What?”

“Yeah… She said that. What? Isn’t it true?”

He laughs wholeheartedly.

“She’s fucking nuts,” he says, still laughing.

He shakes his head in disbelief.