“Hey, you stayed with me while my sister was in surgery, and you still haven’t gone to the hospital to see her. Aren’t you scared she’ll flip out and make a scene?”
Through the crack in the door, Kenzie saw Kinsey sprawled on Colton’s lap, leaning into his arms seductively.
A mocking laugh came out of his mouth.
“Make a scene? What right does she have to make a scene? She’s just a housewife now with a kid weighing her down. Even if she finds out about us, she’ll swallow it for the kid’s sake.”
“After all, once she divorces me, she’s just second-hand goods. She doesn’t have the guts to make a scene.”
He said it was a fact.
Outside the door, Kenzie shook from head to toe as his filthy words crawled over her skin.
She had given birth to his child and nearly died doing it. And yet in his mouth, she was still nothing but trash!
Clearly, he’d forgotten who the hell she used to be.
She had once been a top-tier lawyer, undefeated in every case she took.
It was that jerk himself who had pushed her again and again to quit her career, to go home, to throw away her bright future.
And now, coming from him, she was reduced to a “useless housewife” and “second-hand goods.”
Inside, Kinsey let out a chuckle.
“You’re that confident? You almost divorced a year ago.”
Colton snorted.
“And didn’t it still not happen in the end? She was just putting on a show. She can’t divorce me.”
“If Mom and Dad hadn’t hated you and forced me to marry that woman, promising they’d stay out of my business as long as I did, I wouldn’t have married her in the first place.”
Kinsey turned her head away, playing offended. “Really? Then why did you still have a child with her? You’re telling me you never had real feelings for her?”
When it came to their child, Colton’s words came out even more vicious.
“That kid was just something I gave my parents to shut them the fuck up. Once she had a kid, she’d be stuck. Tied down. Too busy to give a shit about what I was doing on the side anymore.”
“Kinsey,” he went on, “my heart’s always been with you. I know you called me on purpose that day while she was in surgery. And because you’re the one I love, I didn’t hesitate to leave her in the OR. Isn’t that enough to prove how sincere I am?”
Kinsey was clearly pleased, the smile on her lips growing deeper.
“Love isn’t about what you say,” she purred. “It’s about what you do.”