Hearing Fiona's voice, Ella's eyebrows lifted ever so slightly, but she kept her cool.
"Hello. Please let Carlos take the call."
Fiona would never pass up a chance to stir the pot.
"He's in the shower right now. Not exactly the best time to chat. Anything you need me to pass along?"
"Miss Smith, I'm only overlooking this because of your mother's condition. But let's get one thing straight—I know my man. He wouldn't pull something like this, not with just any woman. Now, hand him the phone!"
Ella's voice and demeanor radiated the confidence of a wife who knew her place, leaving no room for defiance.
Fiona's fingers trembled slightly as she gripped the phone. Guilt gnawed at her, and before she could think twice, she ended the call.
Her gaze flickered toward Carlos, who was still in t
