Aria's POV
Of course. When he couldn't win the argument, he fell back on jealousy.
"A man?" I shrugged, my tone dismissive. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Maybe it was a client? I've been meeting with a lot of clients lately. "
"Silver Creek Pack might have lost me, but my clients haven't. Whether I change companies or not, plenty of people are lining up to work with me."
I watched anger flash across his face. He wanted to yell, to demand answers, but he had no proof. No leverage.
"Stop this, Aria." His voice was strained now. "I don't want these issues to destroy what we have—"
We'd barely fought before. Ethan prided himself on how well he treated me, how carefully he maintained our relationship.
I'd always said feelings mattered more than anything else.
