Chapter 15

Chapter 15 

Chapter 15 

In a small waiting room around the corner, a man whispered so into Dorothea’s ear. Dorothea angrily pulled free. “Let go of me! Sylvester, what do you want?” 

Sylvester’s eyes were red-rimmed. his breathing rough. He’d come here on business, never expecting to run into Dorothea here. 

He struggled to keep his composure, looking at her and the baby in her arms, his fury growing harder to hide. 

He took a deep breath, his charming eyes turning mocking. “You saw it yourself, Dora. Raymond loves Maryanne. Showing up there would only humiliate you. I got you out of there to spare you that. You should thank me.” 

“Thank you for what? For giving false testimony and sending me to prison? For fooling me all those years, handing over the work I slaved over to Maryanne, and betraying me when I needed you most?