The grandson's three words became the center of heated discussion among guests and media at the scene.
Reporters' camera flashes were aimed at us incessantly.
Someone exclaimed, "Isn't that the ex-wife of the Bennett Estate's young master?"
It was like a stone creating a thousand ripples.
More reporters carrying cameras moved closer to me,
Relentlessly asking me pointed questions.
"Mr. Bennett, is that child in your ex-wife's arms yours?"
"Rumors say you were willing to abandon your wife and child just to step into the doors of Bennett Estate. Is this true?"
I didn't answer these absurd claims, just quietly watched as Melody cried in front of the flashing lights.
I had thought she would have one last shred of conscience, to live quietly with the child.
To leave me with some dignity.
But she chose to make me a laughingstock once again.
"Honey, let's reconcile for the sake of our child."