Chapter 3

Yosef froze, his eyes instantly flushing red with confusion and fury as he stared at my cold, unwavering gaze.

"We've been together for years, and you want to divorce me over something this petty?" he asked.

I met his gaze, my voice steady. "The way you dote on her is completely out of line. It means I'm not the only one for you anymore. If that's a 'small thing' to you, then we're done talking."

After that night, Yosef and I started a silent war.

Although he refused to divorce me, he grew bolder and more brazen.

He blatantly transferred…