Claire fell hard to the floor.
Lucas was still reeling from her sudden demand for a divorce when Fiona’s voice snapped through the room like a whip, her words hitting harder than a slap in the face.
“Lucas, she’s filthy now. Last night she slept with eight men. One of them even had HIV! She’s messed up, disgusting! You’re really still gonna want her after that?”
Pure venom laced Fiona’s voice.
Jealousy and desperation had pushed her way over the edge. She didn’t care anymore—her words were practically a confession. What she was doing was illegal, jail-worthy. But all she wanted was for Lucas to turn his back on Claire.
The whole banquet hall froze.
Eight guys in one night?
And one had HIV?
Was she serious?
But then someone in the crowd whispered the obvious: ho
