“You could have asked me for a divorce like a grown man.

You could have told me the truth three years ago.

You could have protected our son.

You did not have to bring a three-year-old to your mother’s party as a prop to humiliate me.

You chose that.

You chose all of it, because you thought a public enough scene would frighten me into handing you my shares.” He pointed back toward his car, where I could see Tracy waiting.

“Tracy isn’t to blame for any of this!” I looked at him for a moment.