CHAPTER 47

CARMEN

I crawled away from Jasper, getting up on my feet as I watched him sway from side to side and looking ready to collapse at any minute.

The shock of what had just happened reverberated within me as I stared at my husband in disbelief.

“Jasper?” I called. “What happened to you? How did you get this drunk?”

“Drunk?” he echoed in a lazy slur, staggering forward as I moved back to avoid his sudden aggressiveness. “You’re calling me drunk? How dare you call me drunk?!”

“Just go up to the room and have a shower. I can take you if you want,” I offered, but I didn’t dare walk up to him just yet. Not after he had just pushed me so hard without the slightest remorse. I bore it in mind that he was not in a good place, not in control of himself.

“You don’t tell me what to do,” he spat bitterly as he headed for the stairs, loosening his tie and struggling to go up the stairs, crawling on his hands and feet to get to the top of the stairs.

I followed behind him until he managed to get into th