I usually wouldn't let her go out alone, yet David thought it was perfectly fine to send her out in such terrible weather for his little fling.
The image of Fiona clutching that package tightly as she lay dying, terrified of disappointing David, made my eyes sting with tears.
David didn't even glance at the divorce papers, his irritation boiling over as he shouted, "Ada, what's your problem? You know my dad would never let us divorce. Do you really think this is amusing?
"Where's your mother? She needs to apologize to Freya, and then we can put this whole thing behind us."
"Apologize?" I let out a bitter laugh. "For what? What did she do wrong? Why should she apologize to your mistress? If it weren't for you, my mom wouldn't have..."
"Enough!" David interrupted, his brow furrowing. "This is all your mom's fault for taking her sweet time. Freya's lying in a hospital bed, and you still have the nerve to make a scene.
"Don't even mention divorce! You know how our marriage came about. Do you really think I'd believe you'd give up the title of Mrs. Federer that easily?"
His mocking gaze sent a chill down my spine.
I realized I had no expectations left for him. "Just sign the papers, David. I'd handle Ryan myself."
David's expression darkened. "You're really not letting this go, are you? I only asked your mom to buy something; I didn't send her out to die. Is it really worth all this fuss over something so trivial?
"Do you even realize that Freya was in so much pain she had to be rushed to the hospital? What's wrong with you? Why are you making a fuss over a sick girl?"
No wonder I smelled antiseptic the moment he walked in.
He had been at the hospital with Freya all this time.
Trivial? Forcing an elderly woman with mobility issues to go out in a storm was no small matter—it was reckless.
I looked up at him, fighting back tears. "David, you're a real piece of work. I must have been blind to have ever fallen for you."
He could hurt me and humiliate me, but my mom was innocent. I had already lost my dad; why did he have to cruelly take Fiona away from me, too?
I could no longer hold back my tears, and they streamed down my cheeks in heavy sobs.