Clarissa POV
Nevertheless, I still had to play the role of a good wife in front of him, at least until I could fuck Ray and become Madam Gatlin. Because by that time, I would've kicked Miles to the curb and led a glamorous life with Ray.
After fixing my expression, I smiled at him and patted the empty spot on the bed next to mine. "Alright, come here, Miles. I know that you're tired, but you shouldn't lash it out on me. I'll always be here for you through thick and thin anyway."
Miles' expression eased up after that, and he lay next to me like a good dog who had just gone on a long run outside.
I gently patted his greasy hair that had begun to show signs of balding, and tried my best not to be grossed out by it. I had been obsessing over Ray for years, and knew that he would have full hair until his old days, because his father and grandfather still had thick hair.
