lips. It was a broken sound, ful
at. "My life, our son's health... it was all jus
crossing his leg
ness arrangement. You provided capital. I
nd your son in a roach-infested apartment while you play
that explained everything. "And you had
is has been a touching reunion, but it's ov
able and picked up a single stack of hundred-dollar bills, toss
. Now get out. You're n
her entire life. He was discarding her, like a piece of t
empty space where the man she loved used to be. The sh
" she said, the wor
urvivor. You should hav
He and Scarlett started toward a door at the back of t
floor, her body finally giving out. The tears she had held back for four years came in a silent, wracking storm. She cried for the man she thought she had married, for the love s
with a shaking hand, expecting it to be one of t
the old woman's voice was tight with panic. "It's Leo. He'
her grief, a new, sharper
she said, scram
only thought to get to her son. She was halfway to the hospital in a ta
va
The calm, commanding
is tone all business. "Scarlett's not feelin
ust thrown her out, told her she had failed, and now he was calling to de
she
silence on t
Liam asked, a danger
ed with a strength she didn't know she posses
hone. "You don't get to say no to me, Ava. Y
breaking. "He's sick, Liam. He might be..."
t's health is the priority. Go to the clin
umanity left in him died. He would let his own son die to appea
that was a lie. The debt that was a lie. The love that
r
," she spat, and
cold, hard stone in her chest. The game
glass, his small chest struggling for every breath, machines beeping frantically a
d. Two large men in black suits were blocking the hallway. They were the
's t
st one said, cracking his knuckles.
ard her, their intention