Page 31 of The Greek Billionaire's Email Bride

And another thing that He had changed?

The ability to view Princess without the green lens of jealousy and instead see her for who she really was: a woman who had also been let down by the people she cared for, which in turn made her mistake money as the only reliable thing in the world.

Hope cleared her throat. "I know you care for Colin—"

"Stop it."

The sudden sharpness of Princess' tone startled her, and the way Princess also jerked to her feet was equally startling.

Hope stood up and looked at Princess uncertainly. Why did the other woman look so furious all of a sudden?

"Do you think I don't know what you're doing?" Princess spat. "You think you're so much better than me, don't you? So much nicer and kinder?"

"I never—"

"Colin will always be mine," Princess said in a hard voice. "I'm his first love. And you're nothing but a replacement."

Hope couldn't speak, her attention stolen by the red-tailed hawk circling the sky.

It was a sign.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" the other woman was screeching. "Are you trying to piss me off by acting like I'm not even here?"

Her tears started to fall, and Hope's eyes closed just as Princess charged toward her.

Thank You, God.

"You bitch—"

The words startled her into opening her eyes again, and all she could see was Princess with her hand already raised.

But the slap never landed, with a strong grip intercepting Princess' wrist mid-swing.

Colin.

"That's enough, Princess."

The muddy tracks on the porch made Hope realize he had come her from the garden, but neither Princess nor her had heard his footsteps.

The other woman whirled around, her expression one of hurt. "Colin, it's not what you think! Your wife—"

"I heard everything," he said curtly. "I was here the whole time."

Princess shook her head wildly. "Can't you see she's manipulating you—"

"The only person attempting to use anyone is you." Colin's voice remained steady, though tension radiated from his tall frame. "It's over, Princess. Whatever history we shared, whatever connection you imagine between us—it's finished."

"Because of her?" Princess spat, glaring at Hope with undisguised hatred. "A woman youbought—"

"It doesn't matter how two people meet, Princess. And I think it's time for both of us need to accept that. Hope is it for me. And that will never change."

Colin turned towards Hope.

And it was this that seemed to destroy Princess. It was as if she had suddenly lost her mind, and she turned toward Hope, her face a picture of rage and insanity.

"This is all your fault!"

It was not Colin who held her back. This time, Colin's security came out of nowhere, flanking Princess on each side as they carried her off the porch.

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