---- I clutched Nadine and kicked the bouquet aside, face tight. Did he really think flowers could fix cheating? The ego on this man. His smile dropped. "Danielle Astor, what's that supposed to mean? Even if you hate them, don't be so rude." Like flowers took effort. I let out a low laugh, nose itching, and shoved them farther away. Petals scattered across the floor as the bouquet rolled. Then I looked straight at him. "T don't like them-and you still bring them home? Gerard, I'm allergic to pollen. Nadine is too. You cool with making us both sick?" No fake smiles. No pretending it didn't happen. Gerard snapped. ---- His jaw tightened so hard it cracked. He jabbed a finger at me, yelling, So you're allergic-so what? You're always this damn delicate. This whole marriage was a trap! "I went out of my way to buy those, and you're still ungrateful! Don't give me that allergy excuse -you're just bitter I care about Peggy! She's fun, sweet, actually lovable. Unlike you." His voice rose with every word. "What made you think you could ever compete with her? Just 'cause I married you doesn't mean I can't love someone else. Don't act like you own me! "you make me sick."