Ellis stood still, her body tense, her gaze fixed on Vittorio as if he had just said something unbelievable. The words hung in the air, laden with accusation, and a spark of anger ignited in her eyes.

"Disloyal?" she repeated, her voice filled with disbelief. "You really think I was disloyal for marrying John Smith?"

Vittorio's gaze met hers, his expression unwavering. "Yes, Ellis," he replied coldly, "you chose to marry him despite everything."

The anger within Ellis ...