His indignation was almost impressive. I smirked, watching Claire lean against him—too heavily.
"Oh, she's dedicated," I said, my voice cutting through the murmurs. "Couldn't wait to get back to the office. But I wonder... who exactly makes it so much more appealing than her own newborn?"
Panic flickered in Claire's eyes.
"Liam, what are you implying?" she cried. "I do everything for this family! Is that it? You're like every other shallow man—disgusted by my body now that I've given birth? You think I'm fat and ugly?"
She ended on a sob. The victim act, perfected.
"What trash!" someone shouted. "Scumbag!"
I didn't flinch. "Think what you want. I'm getting a divorce."
Claire froze. She hadn't expected me to be this unyielding.
"Don't be shameless!" Scott bellowed, stepping forward. "What has my daughter done to deserve this? You're humiliating her in front of everyone! Have you forgotten how you knelt and begged for her hand? You swore to protect her for a lifetime!"
Claire sobbed louder, then looked up with teary, accusing eyes. "Liam... tell me the truth. Is there someone else?"
The room exploded.
"That's low."
"His wife just had a baby and he's already cheating? Absolute scum."