The moment she staggered into the hallway, she slammed straight into Colton.
Kinsey was still cradled in his arms.
That was when something inside Kenzie finally broke.
“What did you do to my mother?!” Her voice ripped through the corridor. “Colton! What the fuck did you do to her?!”
Colton’s face contorted, his eyes openly full of contempt.
“Take a good look at yourself, Kenzie,” he said coldly. “In this condition, how are you any different from a lunatic?”
“You pushed Kinsey down the stairs. She hemorrhaged. The hospital ran out of blood,” he continued flatly. “So your foster mother went and donated hers, trading her blood to clean up your mess.”
“If you hadn’t been so vicious, so hell-bent on hurting Kinsey, would your foster mother have needed to pay the price for you?” he snapped. “Don’t stare at me like that. This is on you. Every bit of it.”
Kenzie’s eyes were bloodshot. She lunged forward without warning and slapped him hard across the face, the sound echoing down the hall.
“I’ve said it already!” she screamed, her voice breaking. “I never framed her. I never touched her. I never hurt that woman! You’ve been fooled by her again and again, and now, you’ve even killed my mom because of it!”
Colton froze for half a second, then his face twisted with irritation. He shoved her away roughly, fury flashing in his eyes.
“What the hell are you losing your mind for?” he barked. “I only had your mother donate some blood to make up for what you did. I even had people escort her back to her hometown and buy her plenty of supplements. Don’t push your luck, woman!”
“Seems to me you’ve completely lost your mind,” he added. “If you keep making a scene like this, there’s no point in keeping this marriage.”
With that warning, he continued in his tracks with Kinsey in his arms.
As they passed Kenzie, Kinsey gave her a provocative smile and silently mouthed, “I told you. You can’t beat me, loser.”
They were gone, and Kenzie stood there, looking exactly like the crazy woman they’d painted her to be while everyone around her watched like it was a show.
She couldn’t help it; she broke down in tears.
Yeah. She really had become a joke.
But she swore, this would be the last time.
From this moment on, she would never let anyone trample her again. Every single person who had hurt her would pay!
That same day, she signed the discharge papers and went straight to the funeral home in her hometown.