#Married #Office Romance Jerica Evans, a devoted wife and clerk at City Hall, feels her world slowly unraveling as the cracks in her once-loving marriage deepen. Her husband, Jared, a high-powered lawyer with a fierce courtroom reputation known as "The Siberian Beast," has grown distant, and his cold demeanor leaves Jerica questioning everything. Once the pillar of her life, Jared now feels like a stranger, more lighthouse than man—steady but unreachable, leaving Jerica adrift in loneliness and suspicion. When she catches him leaving work early with a mysterious woman in a red dress, her world shatters. As she balances her growing suspicion with the suspicious arrival of Harold Braddock, Jerica's former flame, the lines between loyalty, betrayal, and her own desires blur. Her once steady life spirals as her husband’s frosty demeanor and her own emotional wounds collide. As the emotional distance between her and Jared widens, Jerica must decide whether to fight for a love that seems to have slipped away—or walk away from the man who once completed her. What will she decide? What is Jared's secret? Was their marriage truly over? Has she truly stopped loving him? This is a heartstring-pulling journey of love, pride, and the devastating cost of hidden truths and unspoken desires, where one woman must decide if she’ll fight for the man she married or leave him behind to save herself. Please support the book by voting. Leave reviews and tell me what you feel in the comments.
Jared's face tightened, and he instinctively stepped forward, prepared to walk past him without indulging in any further conversation. He had no intention of engaging with Harold. He was beneath his time—annoying, and frankly, infuriating. But before Jared could brush him off, Harold sidestepped and blocked his path, his grin widening. "Come on now, Jared, are you going to ignore me? Or maybe you'd rather kill me?" Harold's voice dripped with mockery.
Jared scoffed, rolling his eyes as if Harold's very presence was an affront to his dignity. "Spending another minute with you might just do it," he muttered. The thought of entertaining Harold any longer made his skin crawl.
Harold, however, wasn't so easily deterred. With a quick flick of his wrist, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number that made Jared stop dead in his tracks. The name on the screen glowed mockingly: "Poodle Princess."
Jerica.
Jared froze. Why was Harold calling her now?