In the office, the woman’s smirk remained plastered on her face as she stared at Giselle. The moment Henry returned, she sprang towards him with a beaming smile, “Henry.”

Ignorant of her greeting, Henry walked straight to Giselle and knelt down, his voice laced with a pleading tone, “Darling, why the long face?”

Witnessing this, the woman’s anger flared. “Henry, what makes her worth your groveling?”

“And what gives you the right to disrespect my wife on my ...