CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY - I WANT THE OLD TORY BACK

Tory POV

My eyes widened at Ellen’s revelations.

I looked at Tony’s stricken face and cried. “You did what?”

Tony's expression was one like a mouse cornered by a vicious cat.

Guilt is written all over his face - stamped in bold letters on his forehead as I stared at him incredulously.

We talked about this.

I told him I didn’t want him hanging around me. I am only pregnant, not an invalid.

Besides, I already decided to move on from him. It would not be in my best interest to have Tony by my side twenty-four-seven.

Cassy nudged me.

“Talk it out with him in the kitchen.”

I sighed, realizing that everyone was looking right at us, especially the children.

Oakley tugged on her mother’s skirt to say, “Is Unca Tony in trouble? I did not say anything. Honest.”

She looked so da*ned cute with her pursed lips and doe-eyed expression that I had to clench my fist to stop from pinching her.

But it was the sadness in her face that got me. I grabbed Oakley and sat her on the couch with