Annabel's POV

I had chosen a turtlenecked sleeve on pants to meet with Scott and pick up the kids. I didn't want him to see the bruises and create another scandal. After what Miss Donna told me, I would have to tread carefully as from now on. I already suspected that Myron must have temper issues even before she let the cat out of the bag.

Scott had chosen a remote location where there were no passerbys and barely any chances of being seen. I had come earlier than expected and I forced myself ...