Billionaire, I Am Not Your Wife! novel Chapter 93

Sedona’s POV

Molly chose this moment to make a significant pronouncement from Enzo’s lap, the kind of specific sound that came from someone who had been quiet for a long time and wanted her own opinions to be heard. Everyone looked at her. She looked back with complete satisfaction, seeing all eyes on her and basking in

“Even Molly agrees,” Rachel said, using Molly as an argument on why I was being delusion that Dante saw me as just a friend and nothing more.

“Molly is eleven months old.” I pointed out, my eyebrows raised in amusement and exasperation as Rachel shrugged her shoulders.

“She has good instincts.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I said, to the ceiling.

“Whatever was or wasn’t, fifteen years ago. I’m in the middle of cancer treatment that may or may not turn out for the worse. Not just that I have a son in Chicago who I think about every day and wonder if leaving him was the right thing to do, or if I am just trying to justify my actions so that the guilt will be a lot less easier to manage at night. I have a marriage that’s technically still being dissolved and I am a divorced, that is something that would turn most guys off, even Dante, the fact that I am used. I have-” I gestured at myself, at the hospital room, at the general situation. “I have enough.”