Charity's point of view
I gasped when Harold was too aggressive when he was sucking my lips. I pushed him so hard to make him stop kissing me.
I know he's my husband, but it is just part of an agreement. What is he doing? I'm not flirting with Marcus; it's just that he seems too familiar to me. I guess I have seen him somewhere.
“Don't you dare kiss me again! After you side with Chloe, you will act like a possessive husband to his wife!”
“What are you talking about? I'm not—”
“Shut up!” Harold's face darkened when he stared at me. I saw his jaw clenching like he was stopping himself not from getting mad at me.
“You're drunk, Charity! Charles was waiting for you in our house, but you are dancing with random men like a single woman.”
“I'm single, and you are too!”
“Do you want me to
