Sofia lowered her head. Colton could not see her face, but he heard the exhaustion in her voice and the grief she could no longer hide.
For one brief moment, something inside him twisted.
Then the feeling was gone. What replaced it was colder, harder, meaner.
He stared at her and let out a short, bitter laugh. "So that's what this is? You're threatening my mother now?"
Out of everyone, Sofia was the one he had chosen to be his wife! If he divorced her now, what would that make him look like?
Sofia clearly understood what he meant, because her expression changed slightly. "I'm not threatening anyone. But if that's what you want to believe, go ahead!"
Colton smiled in that cold, knowing way of his, as if she had just confirmed everything he already thought. "Sofia, enough with the tric
