"Shut up!" Iris spat angrily, her voice filled with a mix of defiance and indignation.
Though she had reluctantly agreed to go along with the situation, there was one thing she would never tolerate—no man would disrespect her husband in front of her.
Her loyalty to him ran deep, and no matter the circumstances, she would defend his honor. In her eyes, her husband was not just a man—he was twice the man anyone could ever hope to be.
His strength, his integrity, and everything he stood for were beyond comparison. The idea that someone could belittle him, even in jest, stirred something fierce inside her.
"…" Ross merely smiled in reply.
He was watching her every move, his smirk lingering on his lips, enjoying her discomfort like a predator savoring the fear of its prey. Still, Iris would not give him the satisfaction of seeing her falter.
