Kiera Hastings, the woman, on the other hand, took her performance seriously and burst into tears again. “So, that’s it. You already had someone else when we met. No wonder you slept with me once and vanished the next morning. Well, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have fallen for you so easily. I ruined my own life and the child’s!”
“Even so, I won’t ask for anything anymore. I know I could never compete with a woman like her. Just promise you’ll take care of our child. And if you can give me a grand and five hundred a month for living expenses, that’s enough,” she said finally.
A grand and five hundred?!
I almost choked on the juice I’d been sipping. If I hadn’t taken over the family business, a grand and five hundred would be enough to bury me.
Finally, Gwendolyn realized the woman wasn’t acting and quickly tried to explain. “You misunderstood, she’s not—”
But Kiera cut her off immediately. “Enough! What are you trying to say? That your husband isn’t that kind of person? Please. Which scumbag ever has ‘I’m a scumbag’ tattooed on his forehead? If he hadn’t forced himself on me, I’d never believe something like this could happen to me! I’m already throwing away my dignity by even standing here. I don’t even dare hope that rapist will face the punishment he deserves. I just want him to care for his child. Why is even that too much?”
Humans really loved drama, so the second she said “rapist,” the entire amusement park fell silent.
Right then, I bitterly regretted not listening to the staff when they suggested we clear out the area before opening the park for our little performance.
I shot Gwendolyn a look full of agony, as if saying, “This is your fault. If you wanted drama and nosy bystanders, I could’ve hired actors. Now look, we’ve become the drama.”
She looked so guilty that she seemed ready to bury her head in the nearest shrub.
I was just about to speak when a tattooed man stormed up to me, pointing an accusing finger. “Being a pretty boy is one thing, but acting without an ounce of responsibility? You’ve embarrassed every decent man out here!”
Allie's POV
“Go take a good look at yourself in a puddle—aren’t you ashamed?” the man sharply said.
Earnest, I shook my head and replied, “Nope. Not at all.”
He laughed in disbelief from anger.