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    He was deliberately trying to provoke Christina, hoping to see her lose herposure over jealousy. He would dote on the woman he loved, a privilege not enjoyed by his ex-wife.<fn171d> Get full chapters from f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fn171d>


    Brendon believed his words would strike a nerve in Christina. What he didn’t realize was that they didn’t faze her in the slightest. If anything, she felt likeughing.


    Christina’s lips curled into a faint, amused smile as she stepped aside and gestured toward the door. “Are you done talking? If so, you can see yourself out now.”


    Brendon assumed she was just putting up a front, pretending to be unaffected. That notion pleased him, and a smug smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. But then, a man’s mockingughter echoed from the direction of the dining room.


    Brendon’s smile faltered, and a displeased frown overtook his face. A sharp jab of jealousy stabbed through him as he demanded, “You’ve got a man hiding in this house, don’t you?”


    “That’s none of your concern,” Christina shot back, arms crossed as she met his gaze with icy disdain.


    “Christina, don’t forget—I’m your ex-husband,” Brendon reminded her, though his voice wavered slightly.


    “And you’re only my ex-husband,” Christina arched a brow. “We’re divorced. You don’t get a say in my personal life.”


    “Sure, it’s your private life,” he snapped, “but if you’re doing something scandalous, it’s going to drag my name through the mud. You were once part of the Dawson family, remember?”


    “So what? We were married—past tense. That doesn’t mean I’m shackled to you forever. I’m divorced. I’m free. Whether I entertain men or women here is none of your concern. And if I choose to have a fewpanions around, it’s still none of your business,” Christina replied coolly, her expression unbothered.


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    Brendon’s face darkened, his anger boiling just beneath the surface. She nned to keep some pretty men around, using the settlement money and thepany shares he’d provided?


    The more the thought spun in his head, the more livid he became. “If you want to keep some pretty boys around, fine, I can’t stop you. But if you’re using my money to do it, then it sure as hell concerns me.”


    Christina let out a sharpugh, finding his ims utterly ridiculous.


    “What’s so funny?” Brendon asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.


    “I’mughing at your shamelessness. What do you mean, ‘your money’? That divorce settlement? I’m entitled to that—it’s mine. You haven’t settled it fully, and you even wanted me to walk away with nothing. And those shares? I won the bet and earned them fair and square. They’re rightfully mine. None of it has anything to do with you,” she said, her voiceced with scorn.


    His face flushed with embarrassment, but he still pressed on stubbornly. “Either way, using my money to keep some pretty boys around is uneptable.”


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