Ivonne’s POV

“I have no business being jealous about a woman who has decided to whore around with whoever gives her the least bit of care and attention,” he muttered, his statement ringing in my head.

“Well it's better I do that than to die in the hands of someone who was supposed to be my mate and husband,” I gritted, through my locked teeth.

I thought I had gotten over a bit of the pain and emotional trauma his treatment had caused me, however hearing his voice and noticing his ...