I turned on Dale, fury rising in my voice. "Dale Fleming, who do you think got you where you are today?"
I was the one who brought in his first investor. I was the one who introduced his first client.
His company's very first project only happened because of me.
I personally wrote many of the critical proposals that came after.
Yes, I spent more time taking care of my health. I was trying to have a child. That was something I had to do.
But Dale's success didn't come from thin air. Setting aside everything I'd done behind the scenes, even the things I did openly were the key to the company's growth.
I stayed out of the spotlight to protect his pride, deliberately keeping my involvement in the company's management invisible.
Mrs. Fleming glared at me. "He got where he is through his own hard work. You think he owes it to you?"
"Renata, all this talk is just because you want to keep the baby." Dale finally spoke. He took the pills himself and held them out to me.
"I won't allow it. Take them."
I'd confirmed my pregnancy today. I was happy. I hadn't even planned to fight the divorce.
But they had trampled on my dignity, step by step. And now they wanted me to destroy my own child.
Enough.