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CHAPTER 380
~Zara's POV~
This time, my palm struck Snow's face. The sound echoed like a gunshot.
Snow didn't move, didn't react. His blue eyes bore into mine, filled with conflict, guilt, and something darker.
I turned back to Vani, my voice sharp and cold.
"You're fired."
"Zara," Snow's voice rang out, urgently.
I snapped my gaze back to him, fury and heartbreak swirling together like a storm.
"What?" I spat, my chest rising and falling rapidly. "What do you mean 'Zara'? You think I'll let this go?" My hands trembled as I pointed at Vani. "She kissed you, Snow! My own husband! And you pushed me for her—this bewitching snake?!"
Snow flinched but remained silent, his jaw clenched tightly. "She's not a bewitching snake," he defended, his last words so loud it made me silent.