Hayden didn't even hesitate. His entire body shifted with renewed energy, his voice filled with an emotion I hadn't heard from him in years—genuine joy.
"Of course! I'm coming right now. Wait for me, Audrey."
The moment he hung up, his gaze snapped toward me and just like that, the warmth in his eyes disappeared. His expression hardened with irritation.
"Get out. I'm going to pick up Audrey."
I let out a sharp breath, my fingers curling into fists. "Hayden, are you even human? I'm pregnant and you want me to get out of the car in the freezing cold?"
"Yes! I never planned to pick you up in the first place. You've already taken enough advantage of this ride. Now, get out!"
The sheer heartlessness of his words sent a white-hot fury coursing through my veins. Without thinking, I raised my hand and slapped him across the face.
For a moment, Hayden didn't move, his cheek reddening from the impact. Then, his expression twisted into something dark, his jaw clenching.
"You think I won't hit you back?" he hissed.
"Go ahead," I shot back, my voice steady despite the tremor in my chest. "If you dare lay a hand on me, I won't divorce you. I'd love to see how you plan to marry your precious ‘Little Darling' if I refuse to step down!"
That struck a nerve.
His entire body tensed, fingers tightening around the steering wheel. He exhaled sharply through his nose, but in the end, he had no choice. With a bitter expression, he slammed his foot on the gas and drove toward the courthouse.
Even then, his focus wasn't on me. His phone buzzed again and again with messages from Audrey. Since he was driving and couldn't type, he sent a voice message instead.
[I'll be there soon. Wait for me. This time, I won't ever let you go again.]
His voice was low, filled with an aching tenderness. It made my stomach turn.
I scoffed, unable to hold back the disgust curling in my chest. "You really have no shame, do you? We're still married. This is blatant adultery."
He barely reacted, his expression cold as he threw my past back at me instead.
"Shameless?" His voice dripped with scorn. "Who's more shameless than you? You were the one who drugged Audrey that night."
The accusation sliced through me like a blade.
"Hayden!" My voice shook with frustration. "How many times do I have to tell you? I didn't spike her drink! There were so many people at that party—why do you insist on blaming me?"