Sabrina rose to her feet, adjusted her purse, and smiled.

“Maybe I did you a favor. Because he’ll always come back to me, he’ll always knock on my door. And I—like I always have—won’t stop him from coming in. While you refused to sleep with him, refused to give him a child, I was the one satisfying him. Especially during your little trip to the United States. I’m the one who gave him the heir he always dreamed of. Honestly, I should applaud you… for accepting such humiliation,” she said, her sa