Even after being caught, there wasn’t a trace of guilt on his face. If anything, he looked self-righteous.
“Since you’ve already seen it, I won’t bother hiding it. Just like you see, we’re together now. Me and Kinsey.”
Kenzie let out a short, humorless laugh.
This was the first time she’d ever seen someone talk about cheating like it was something to be proud of.
“Colton,” she said calmly, “aren’t you afraid I’ll divorce you?”
He shot her a look full of disdain.
“Oh, Kenzie. Don’t threaten me with divorce.”
“We have a child,” he snapped back. “Do you really want the baby growing up in a broken family?”
“You had a miserable childhood yourself,” he added coldly. “You really want to make our kid live through that, too?”
He was certain she wouldn’t dare leave him. To him, this was just empty talk.
Kenzie stared at him. The light in her eyes dimmed, little by little.
That idiot had no idea. Their child was already gone.
The moment he chose to abandon her in the operating room, the baby died because no one was there to sign the damn consent form in time.
Across from them, Kobe cut in, his voice sharp and scolding.
“Kenzie, can you stop being so dramatic? In relationships, the one who isn’t loved is the third wheel. Colton already gave you the title of Mrs. Parkhouse, didn’t he? Do you really think you deserve his heart, too?”
Kendrick stood beside him and added calmly, “Kenzie, Colton doesn’t love you. You’ve known that for a long time. Since you knew, why are you making such a big deal out of it now?”
She was the one who’d been hurt. She was the one who lost her child.
And yet everyone acted like she had no right to be upset. No right to feel wronged.
At that moment, she finally understood that family love, romantic love… All of it was bullshit.
Kenzie took a slow breath. Then she reached into her bag and pulled out the divorce papers.
“Fine,” she said evenly. “I won’t make a fuss. I won’t be dramatic anymore.”
“All I need you to do....” she continued, holding out the papers, “is sign this agreement.”
Colton took the papers, his brows creasing.
“What agreement is this?”
Before he could even scan the first line, Kobe yanked the papers out of his hands, flipped straight to the last page, and shoved them back at him.
“What’s there to read?” he snapped. “Just sign the damn thing.”