Hunter's POV
"No," I cut in sharply. "There was nothing between us before Helena's death. Not like it's any of your business if there was." It wasn't entirely a lie. If Chicago hadn't happened, he would have taken her, but Grace had been the one to stop them. "But I've come to see Grace for who she truly is. And I want her to be my wife and the mother of my baby."
Margo's nostrils flared with anger. "That isn't Grace's baby, that is Helena's baby. I want you to remember that, Hunter."
I stared at Margo, fury burning through me like wildfire. The f*****g nerve of this woman, dismissing Grace's role in the pregnancy, reducing her to nothing but an incubator while Helena's memory stayed pristine and untarnished. Which Margo knew it wasn't. I wasn't having it, not now, not ever.
"No," I sa
