This time, he wasn't playing the heartbroken, devoted husband. Instead, he had climbed onto the moral high ground, claiming to act 'in the child's best interest,' while using the one person she loved most as leverage to suffocate her future.
Pale and trembling with rage, she snapped, "I will never agree to this addendum, Yardley!"
"If for no other reason than I refuse to let my daughter become a bargaining chip for you to control me!"
Seeing her pale face, he seemed entirely satisfied. He leaned back in his chair, offering a dismissive summary.
"At the charity gala, Julian and Gunnar Stetson made it very clear to everyone that she is my daughter. As her father, wanting to provide her with a pure, uncomplicated environment to grow up in—is that so wrong?"
"I imagine that even if we took this to court, a judge would agree with my terms."
Scarlett shot to her feet. Furious, she twisted the cap off her water bottle and hurled the contents straight into his face.
"I never thought you could be this despicable!"
"If you think a marriage license and custody rights are enough to hold my life hostage, you are dead wrong!"
Yardley wiped the water from his face. He didn't look angry; instead, a dry, humorless smile touched his lips.
"Since everything I say and do is wrong in your eyes, I might as well play the part..."
He looked up, meeting her gaze steadily.
"Starting today, I'm not going to beg you to stay. I won't ask for your forgiveness anymore. I've repeated those words too many times, and clearly, they mean nothing to you."
"Since you refuse to talk about feelings or acknowledge what we used to have, let's play hardball."
"My heart hasn't changed, Scarlett. All you have to do is turn back, drop the divorce, and I will fix every mistake I've made. I'll give you anything you want, meet any demand you have."


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