Kate didn't touch the toilet brush. Instead, she sank quietly against the wall, hugging herself while fighting back her tears.
She prided herself on being reasonably smart, yet now she couldn't find a single reason for what was happening.
All she wanted was to go back to the way things were with Sawyer and live that happy life again.
She regretted it deeply. Why had she been so reckless as to mention divorce?
The more thought she gave it, the more she realized that everything had started changing the moment she brought up that subject.
True to his word, Sawyer showed up to inspect half an hour later.
As he glanced at the discarded brush on the floor, he narrowed his eyes. "Did you not hear what I said just now?"
Startled, Kate jerked her head up and scrambled to her feet. Ignoring the numbness in her legs, she grabbed Sawyer's arm. "I'm sorry! It's my fault. I shouldn't have mentioned divorce. I shouldn't have taken your love and care for granted. Please forgive me.
"I was just worried about my dad. It's my duty as her daughter, after all. You understand me, right? I'll reflect on myself. Can we go back to how we were?"
Kate cried, tears streaming down her face.
This time, she was genuinely crying. She wasn't putting on a show to defuse the situation.
She felt heartbroken. How had she ended up shattering such a good life with her own hands?
Sawyer's eyes dropped, cold and unflinching, as he watched her tears fall.
"You and your father are cut from the same cloth. You're both disgusting, despicable, pretentious, and self-satisfied, thinking yourselves above everyone while your lives are so fragile! Every single time, you make me forget all sense of civility and decorum."
He restrained himself from using coarser words.
After releasing her hair, he looked down at her with piercing scrutiny. "Sometimes I just don't understand why you hold such grudges against Ms. Ravelle and Mr. Snider. The facts are clear, yet you obsess over them and do so many cruel things."
The mention of Rhea struck at the heart of Kate's deepest insecurities. Frowning, she clenched her hands tightly. "You…"
"You're only a little better-looking than the average person. Your main advantage is the presence you give off. Take that away, and you'd be lost in the crowd.
"But Ms. Ravelle? She's dazzling inside and out, humble, and genuine. A person like that deserves happiness. So what's there for you to resent? After all, you have none of her beauty, background, talent, or sincerity," Sawyer mocked.

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