I stared at Clayton’s eyes intently. What did he just say? Everything was his plan.
“Why?” I asked him. I feel ambivalent. I don’t know if I should be happy or sad or guilty or angry that he used Samantha just to make me jealous. And he went as far as the media. What the hell?
I don’t know why he would put his reputation on the line—the reputation that I tried to save!
Clayton stared at me. “I want you to get jealous,” he replied in a soft and caring tone.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You want me jealous so you broadcasted your engagement to the world? You told everyone you have a child on the way!” I exasperated. I stepped back and paced back and forth. I stopped. Then I paced again.
“Baby, can you—”
“I went away, Clayton! I left you just to save you and now, you’re trying to rui
