A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 35

So now she was really standing there with her suitcase, ready to leave?

Was she actually serious?

No, impossible. She was just trying to scare him, that had to be it.

Tyson barked at her, "Don't you think you're going too far? I've always put up with your tantrums, but now you're doing this in front of my mother? Can't you stop for once?"

"Tyson, do you even hear yourself?" Winona's tone was icy, and the mocking look on her face reminded Tyson of what had happened that morning. He hesitated for a split second before pressing on, "Whatever this is, let's talk about it in the morning. My mother's not well—do you really have to upset her in the middle of the night?"

He was convinced that, if he brought up his mother, Winona would back down out of respect for Simone.

But Winona's gaze slid coldly over Simone, as if she was nothing more than a bystander.

Simone felt her heart pounding in her chest. Flustered, she reached out and grabbed the handle of Winona's suitcase. "Nona, what did Ty do this time? Tell me, I'll set him straight! You two have been together for five years, you're married now—how can you just say it's over?"

Her voice shook with anxiety.

Truth be told, Winona was the ideal daughter-in-law—thoughtful, respectful, always attentive. When Simone's health had faltered, it was Winona who ran herself ragged taking care of her, far more than Tyson or even Celia ever did.

If only her family background were a little better…

"Speaking of that, Mrs. Gallo," Winona said, fixing Simone with a steady stare, "I've been with Tyson for five years. Not once have you ever suggested meeting my family."

Simone's face went rigid.

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