Chapter 4

I shot him down without hesitation, but Henry just wouldn't let it go.

"I'm used to living like royalty. I can't stand this miserable life! The money Grace gives me barely covers cafeteria food, and that dry, gritty food feels like sandpaper going down my throat, you know!" Henry whined.

I stared at him in disbelief.

"If you can't handle it, then starve. Why are you coming to me?" I shot back.

Henry got even more pissed off.

"Don't be stupid! You're my wife, so it's your job to look after me!" Henry snapped.

I smiled, raised my hand, and…