After seven years of unwavering devotion, was I suddenly being referred to as the "other woman"?

It didn't matter what anyone else thought. I just wanted to know what he thought.

Susan clung to his arm, pouting. Her chin tilted up arrogantly. "Isn't that right, Richard?"

"Enough." With a tiny frown on his brow, Richard removed his arm from her grasp with composure. "It is only a vehicle. Tomorrow, we can obtain another one."

I froze. He ...