Grey stood stunned as Clara desperately kissed him, the wetness of her lips repulsing him so much he couldn't believe he'd ones dated her.
Without a thought, he pushed her off him so hard even Clara was stunned.
He raised his hand up to her face and Clara scrunched up in fright thinking he was going to hit her again, but he shoved his ring in her face instead.
"I am married. Don't ever do that again in your life" he snarled before storming down the stairs and out of the house.
"What's wrong?" Mrs Richards try to ask as Grey walked past them but he ignored them all, waking fast until he was settled in his car.
He let out a loud breath as his big hands squeezed the steering. He wanted nothing more than to wash Clara off him. He hated her so much he could even stand her any more.
Driving faster than he'd come, his mind clouded with angry thoughts. He genuinely hoped his coming had not been in vain especially since he knew how cunning Clara was.
