I lifted a hand, cutting her off, already irritated. “Get to the point. How much? Say a number.”
“I told you, I’m not that kind of person…” She still put on an act.
I let out a cold laugh and slipped my bank card back into my wallet. “Alright then. Since you came here just to dump a kid on me, I’ll accept him. You can go now. No need to thank me.”
Her smile froze. Her eyes looked wounded, like she couldn’t believe I’d said that.
“How could you think that of me? That’s not what I meant. I don’t want your money, but I borrowed from every relative I have just to raise him, so—”
I inhaled slowly and interrupted her. “You want me to pay back your debts?”
Allie's POV
“Can you?”
The innocent-yet-overly-dramatic look on her face almost made me gag.
“You wrote my name wrong. You clearly don’t know anything about my car except the brand. And you honestly think a few words from you are enough for me to pay off your debts? Do I look stupid to you? Whoever slept with you, go find him. If you keep framing me, don’t blame me for taking legal action,” I said, then pushed myself to my feet, wobbling a little, ready to leave.