‘Yes, my husband is in Paris—with his new PA who just so happens to be young and beautiful.’ She arches her eyebrows, forcing a breezy, careless tone, but I don’t miss the hurt that flickers through her eyes. ‘I’ve seen her. She’s nowhere near as beautiful as you.’ I hiss out a breath. ‘I’ve known Anthony for a long time. For as long as I can remember. But I never knew he was capable of such stupidity.’
