I almost laughed.
After years of accusing Karen of being too emotional, he was still using the same excuse whenever she disagreed with him.
She folded her hands.
“Michael, you told me I had wasted years of my life because I no longer fit into the future you wanted. You told our son I was incapable of managing my own affairs. You tried to make my financial decisions look suspicious because you thought I’d become frightened enough to accept whatever you offered.”
He opened his mouth.
She raised a hand.
“I’m not interested in arguing about our marriage. That’s over. But this store is mine, and I won’t sell it simply because you want it.”
He looked at me.
“You’ve been filling her head with this nonsense.”
I put down the screwdriver.
“No, Michael. She came up with this nonsense herself.”
Karen’s lips twitched.
Michael ignored me.
“You have no idea what you’re doing.”
