Chapter 168 Complicated (2)

• "He promised me financial security - an account for me and our child," Joey blurted out defensively across the wooden kitchen table at Lincoln's place.
• Lincoln let out a dry chuckle as he placed his coffee mug down, the ceramic clunking against the table's surface. "And so we're just supposed to unite over a bank account now?" He fixed her with an incredulous look. "Is that really what you wanted all along, Joey? Just a bank account?"
• Joey's face contorted into a deep scowl, her brows furrowing as anger flashed in her eyes. "Don't ridicule me, Lincoln. It's not about the damn money..." Her voice wavered with emotion as she jabbed a finger towards the framed photo of Scarlet hanging on his wall. "I wanted him. His attention."