CHAPTER 85

ZYLIAH’S POV

I held my cheek up with my eyes already stung with tears. 

Sadness. Anger. Shock. Disbelief. Disappointment. All of these emotions swirled violently within me.

"Husband thief?" My voice quivered as invited guests watched the drama keenly. Some even pulled out their phones to record. 

God, everything was embarrassing. How was this happening? Sabrina?

"What are you doing here, Sabrina?" Fynn's face was deadly; he was ready to beat the hell out of her. 

Sabrina ...