"..."
"...Are you sure you're not mad?" Sonia Quincy looked at the shattered bowl by her feet, finding it hard to believe.
For once, Felix Preston's gaze shifted away. "I-I'm really not mad..."
As he spoke, he bent down and squatted, carefully picking up the shards from the floor. "Jasper Linden is a pretty decent guy. He sees that pregnancy isn't easy for you and even knows to send some money for our child. A man like him, foolish with his money, is a rare find these days..."
"..."
The words sounded nice, but the sheer passive-aggressiveness in his tone was practically radiating onto Sonia's face.
Sonia crossed her arms, looking down at the man squatting on the floor, and deliberately feigned a look of temptation. "Well, in that case, I guess I'll just accept the money?"
"..." Felix Preston's head snapped up, his eyes wide as he glared at Sonia.
