Chapter 55 The Monster She Married

Jericho sat on the passenger side, gazing out of the window with a moody expression on his face. The tension in the car was thick and suffocating. Belinda sat beside him, her hands gripping the fabric of her dress. She stole glances at him now and then, hoping he would say something, anything, but Jericho remained silent. Ever since their fight, he hadn't spoken a single word to her. Not a greeting, not even sparing her a glance. It was like she had become invisible to him.