Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

Chapter 40

Silver's POV

I stared at my best friend in disbelief. I couldn't have heard her correctly. She wanted to get revenge on my husband?

"Revenge?" I asked her, my voice sounding distant and unfamiliar. "What do you mean by that?"

She rolled her eyes and leaned closer to me from the other side of the table.

"Yes," she said, that look of mischief never leaving her eyes. "We should do something that'll hurt him like he hurt you."

"I don't want to stoop to his level," I said, folding my arms across my chest. "It doesn't feel right."

She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair as she thought about what we should do. Then I saw the light bulb flashing above her head and her eyes grew large.

"I know exactly what we should do," she said, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. "His ego is huge; everybody knows that. So, why don't we knock him off his pedestal?" I raised my brows.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, suddenly intrigued.

"You told me that you painted another portrait of him, right? A nude one?"

at her boldness, but I

smile grew wide like

possible to

moment before I gave her a hesitant nod. I could do pretty much anything to a painting; I was that good at what I

she said, rubbing her hands together like some

I asked, my brows knitting together. "What do you propose I

she said, "Alter his man bits so it's smaller than normal. It'll

her very serious face for a moment, disbelieving what I just heard her say. My face was on fire, and I knew it was as red as a cherry. My mouth hung open as

anything. Then, the imagery of Elliot with a small manhood in the portrait hanging in our bedroom came into my

seem to stop it. I was getting strange looks from those around us. I covered my mouth to stifle the laughter, but it was

you like that idea?" She said, smiling at my laughing

wiped the tears from my eyes; it felt good to

you come up with something

at

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