Chapter 4

The moment I walked into my room, Ryan called. "You left your bag in my car. Come get it yourself."

I really didn't want anything to do with him anymore. "Just threw it away."

He sneered, "Don't kid yourself. I'm not doing you favors. What, you don't care about the IDs and documents in your bag?"

Before I could answer, he hung up hard.

When I arrived at the marital house and stepped into the yard, I stopped dead.

Sophie was wearing the silk pajamas I'd carefully picked for my wedding night.

Ryan stood behind her, tape measure in hand,…