“But ye’d rather give it all away to a stranger because you hate me that much. I’ve done wrong, I know that, but I’ve also done some good.”
“Good?” I scoff, shaking my head in disgust. “Are ye jokin’ me? You were usin’ my son for yer own personal gain!”
Sean removes the bloody handkerchief from his nose, allowing me to see the surprise on his face. “I was lookin’ after my grandson,” he amends, and I hate that I can’t determine if he’s lying or not. “Aoife had nothin’. I wouldn’t let them starve.”
“Bullshit! He was just another pawn for ye to use. You only know how to play dirty.”
But he simply shrugs, refusing to argue and refusing to fight. “Aye, fair play, but have ye forgotten who saved ye from Connor’s fists? I f****d up, so I did, but I never forced anyone to do anythin’ they didn
