Chapter 395

Jabco felt the ground tilt beneath his feet. “No,” he whispered, shaking his head slowly. “This can’t be…” The man leaned down. He kissed her. Jabco’s breath quickened, coming out in short, uneven bursts. His legs weakened so suddenly that he stumbled back, his shoulder hitting the car as he leaned against it for support. His chest hurt. Not a dull pain, but something sharp and crushing, like his heart was being squeezed mercilessly. “That’s not possible,” he muttered again, his voice shaking. “It can’t be her.” His mind raced, desperate to reject what he had just seen. No matter how broken their marriage was, no matter how distant she had become, he refused to believe this. Riyana wouldn’t do this. Even if she didn’t love him, even if she hated him, she would never be with another man while carrying his child. She had too much pride. Too much self respect. She would never betray him like this. Not while she was still his wife. Not while she was pregnant. He knew her. His head was spin