“You wouldn’t survive without money either. Nobody can. You ruined my life and expect me to beg? You don’t even deserve me carrying your kid, let alone any of that spineless shit.”
I turned and headed for the door.
He didn’t stop me at first, so I kept walking.
Two steps later, he blocked my path.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
My temper exploded. Screw dignity.
“You’re breaking the law, Jaxen. This is false imprisonment!”
“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow, cool and arrogant as ever. “Sue me. Let’s see which lawyer’s stupid enough to take your case.”
I wanted to scream. The rest of the thirty-million-dollar lawsuit he slapped me with made my blood boil.
“One day you’re gonna fall off that high horse and land face-first in the dirt,” I hissed.
He smirked. “In your dirt? Keep drea
