Liam's POV.
The nerve of that bastard! He claimed my wife and now, I'm helpless. I can't do anything. Jessica wants to help him. How do I tell her Tristan was using her? How do I explain that nothing was wrong with him?
This was all my fault. If I hadn't messed my marriage up, Tristan wouldn't have gotten my wife.
But was I going to let them live alone, in an apartment as a husband and wife? Over my dead body. If he's living with her, so am I.
"Fine. I'll agree to this…" I said slowly and she stared at me, her brow raised.
I could tell she didn't trust my words, because, a moment ago, I was raving mad and now, I was suddenly agreeing to it? Obviously, she wasn't stupid.
"I'll agree to it on the condition that we all live together under the same roof, with different bedrooms."
