Chapter 229

Martina stood frozen, guilt and confusion washing over her. She wanted to explain, to make him understand, but Ares didn’t give her the chance. “You don’t owe me an explanation,” he said coldly, taking a long sip of the whiskey. His back was to her, but his voice dripped with bitterness. “You married Antonio. I don’t need to hear your excuses.” “Ares, please,” Martina pleaded, her voice thick with emotion. “I do owe you an explanation. I thought you were dead. I didn’t know what else to do.”