He noticed the change in her and cocked his head. "One my neighbors is carried out on a stretcher amid rumors of suicide...and other things... and it's no concern of mine? Why, Rosalie you make it sound like I have no empathy at all..." He looked at the garbage bags again. "Let me guess, not suicide..accidental OD?" he pushed on relentlessly.
When she mentioned a wife he gave a harsh laugh, "Honey, why would I worry about sleeping with this man's wife... I never worried about it before..." He didn't bother to deny that. He had no interest in changing her mind about him--better that she stay cold and angry. Better for him at least.