#Chapter 168 – Joyce

Evelyn’s blood runs cold in her body. Joyce. She fights the urge to snarl at him. Instead, she keeps her face impassive, saying nothing. “How ironic,” Joyce says, looking slowly around at everyone in the room. “That my ex-wife shows up on the same day that my current wife abandons me.” No one says a word. Joyce just smirks, closing the distance between himself and Evelyn. “Perhaps I’ll just take you back,” he says softly, raising a hand towards Evelyn’s face. Evelyn works to stay perfectly still as he runs a finger down her cheek, but she can’t help her wince as his finger presses against her bruise. “After all,” Joyce murmurs. “Sisters are basically interchangeable.” His eyes rove over her and he smirks. Evelyn knows, instinctually, that he’s thinking of their wedding night, when he took her virginity – That horrible night when she had failed to please him and he had taken out his anger on her, punishing her the next day by making her sit in a closet and watch as – Evelyn p