The money is mine, not yours,” Reginald reminded her. “You ungrateful wretch. I found you an earl to marry, and your son will be an earl.”
“You chose yourself a son-in-law,” Regina said. “You traded me for a title.”
“You will thank me—”
“—for dying and leaving me in peace.”
“You will regret those words some day.”
“I can manage the regret, if not my own finances.

Author: Patricia Grasso