Sophia’s POV
Once her words would have hurt me. They would have cut me so deep that I would have cried because Jerry had done just that to me.
He slept with me, treated me like trash despite the fact that I was married to him, publicly humiliated me and still divorced me, and tossed me to the curb the moment he secured his inheritance.
But now, I wasn’t who I was and I definitely didn’t want a man like Jerry to ‘keep me’.
But most of all, the woman I was now would never let someone like Kate foist her insecurities about her relationship unto me.
I stood up from my seat with an indulgent smile to face Kate.
“You came to remind me of my place?” I echoed Kate’s earlier words, laughter in my voice. “Oh, you poor thing.”
I walked closer to Kate and although she stood her ground with a glare that threatened to obliterate me, I saw a flicker of uncertainty in her gaze.
I stopped moving when I was directly in front of her then I tilted my head to the side curiously regarding her before speaking.
“If you truly believed I wasn’t a threat to your wedding, you wouldn’t be here, Kate.”
I didn’t really think I was a threat to their wedding but Kate must have thought so for her to come here uninvited.
My mind went back to the moment Jerry had pushed me against the wall in Mom’s hospital room. To the almost kiss he had given me prior to Mr Prescott showing up.
My mind went to all the intense staredowns we’d had ever since Mr Prescott introduced me as his wife and the irrational anger in Jerry’s eyes at losing his ex-wife to his half brother.
I didn’t think all that jealousy could be construed as serious emotions. Or that it even meant that Jerry liked me or even loved me.
Jerry just hated to lose. Even if he had been the one to discard me.
“How dare you-” Kate sparked with anger at my words but I didn’t let her finish before I cut her short.
“If I really wanted your fiance,” I snapped my fingers provocatively. “I would have him that quickly, Kate.”
That was the moment Kate snapped.
“You bitch.” She cursed, raising her hand to hit me but I had already been expecting it so I caught her hand before the slap would land.
I smiled politely, still holding on to Kate’s arm, my eyes not leaving hers for even a moment.
“You really shouldn’t stress yourself out like this. It isn’t good for the baby.”
“Let go of me and I’ll show you exactly what kind of stress I will endure to get rid of trash like you.” Kate retorted trying and failing to pry away my grip on her hand.
I tugged Kate closer to myself using my grip on her hand then I whispered into her ear.
“Maybe instead of waddling about and trying to bully me, you should focus on your pregnancy, your only root in the Baxter household, Kate.”
With my final words to her said, I walked to the door. Only when I opened it, Jerry was standing right outside, his hand already reaching for the doorknob
With his dark blonde hair falling over his forehead, his baby blue eyes and his three piece suit, he looked as handsome as always. And he was staring at me again.
“Good day, Mr Baxter.” I said curtly then I promptly walked past him.
I knew I could have made that into a more traumatic experience for Kate but the truth remained that I didn’t want to spend any more time with the Baxters than I needed to.
Most of all as I walked away hearing Jerry and Kate squabbling in the hallway about something, I felt good.
The day I left the Baxters’ home, I had been so heartbroken and certain my life was over. And even after my epic to Jerry, I didn’t think I would ever get any revenge for what they had done to me. Revenge is a word that remained a luxury for those who could afford it after all.
But now with just one conversation with Kate, I felt leagues better.
I glanced at my watch. It was almost time for me to begin my assignment and work on another small group project I had.
I needed to get home but where was Mr Prescott?
Maybe I could check the board room where we just had that meeting. He might have gone back to finalize some things.
When I reached the board room, the door was slightly cracked open so I could see the woman in a black pantsuit in front of Mr Prescott.
Even if I didn’t take one look at her and recognize her as Daphne East, the daughter of the CEO of Titan Corp, she looked like she came from money with an easy gravitas someone like me could never have.
“We are done, Daphne.” Mr Prescott was saying but he didn’t move as she closed the distance between them placing her hands on either of his shoulders.
“I know,” Daphne purred, leaning in. “But you know we were so good together.”
I turned away from them sharply, walking as fast as I could away from the board room. Why did it hurt to see someone touching Mr Prescott like that?
This marriage was just an arrangement. One that now held more friendship and understanding than it had before but it was still an arrangement.
I couldn’t fall for Mr Prescott. Ever.
Our ride home was quiet with Mr Prescott shooting me inquiring glances and me being lost in my thoughts trying to analyze how far I had fallen.
I was about to head up to my room when Mr Prescott caught my arm.
“Are you fine? How did your conversation with Kate go?” He asked.
I looked at the man in front of me.
“I can’t do this anymore.” I said.