Chapter 23 Motherf*cking Simon Armstrong

VICTORIA

My clenched fist shook in fury as I glared at the disgusting face of Simon Armstrong, my fuckass ex-husband.

“What the fuck is that bastard doing here?" Michael spat in annoyance and made to march off, but I grabbed his hand.

"Stop, we can't cause a scene here,” I muttered, and he paused...

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