Divorced At Night, Married By Dawn
Adrian asked, sensing my anxiety.
Before I could respond, Ryan approached us; his movement was cold and calculating.
“Adrian,” Ryan began, his voice dripping with disdain. “You stole Halberg from me, and now you're married to my wife.” He said that with so much confidence, like I was totally invisible to him. Which wife is he talking about? I was shocked as hell.
Adrian finally looked up. He smiled slowly, with an unpredictable expression. “You’re confused, Ryan. I didn’t steal anything from you. Everything I have right now is legally mine. Your wife, Vanessa, is at home. So I don't know exactly what you're talking about.”