Ian continued to sulk, unsure of whether to pursue the matter, settling on. “He cares for her.”
“Of course he does,” Katherine scoffed. “Are you surprised? Adam falls easily for anyone who pays him even the slightest bit of attention.”
Ian shifted in his seat, wanting to bolt from the room, from her, but unable to move. “It’s coloring his judgment,” Ian added, trying to reason with her.
“No,” she said firmly. “Adam’s judgment is fine. You, however, are another matter altogether.”
He chewed on the inside of his cheek, fighting to restrain the urge to lash out, to defend himself. An impossible task once Katherine had sunk her teeth in him, eager for blood.
“You’re jealous, and here, I thought we had discussed this already—your silly and quite pathetic infatuation with my son.”
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