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.”