187: Thinking About It All

Camilla "Yes, it's because you made me this way. If you had just treated me like your wife, I don't think this is going to happen." "What do you want, huh?" he bawled. "Tell me, what the hell do you want? What did I not give you? Is it money? You have it. You're living in a mansion; you have people working under you, so what else do you need?" "You want to know your problem, Shawn? You think it's all about money. You think money will solve everything. You think money is love, right? You think when you have the money, you can just be happy." "Well, duh," he replied. I'm a billionaire, and yes, money is happiness. You know that fully well. If we were poor, you wouldn't be putting on this beautiful dress right now." His eyes scanned the dress on my body. And if you were poor, you wouldn't be holding this phone right now. The makeup, your jewelry, the amount in your bank account—would you be able to have all these if you were poor?" "It seems like you don't understand what I'm trying