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“Because my marriage was supposed to be to you.” I spat out. “I know you were too busy getting fucked on the beach in Cancun to know, but that’s how contracts work.”
She rolled her eyes at me. “Who cares? Just change the contract.”
“I doubt your father would be pleased with that.”
Amanda stood and leaned over my desk to get into my face. “You like my sister, right? She’s the one, if you had to choose, that you’d marry?”
I hesitated, not knowing where this was going. “What if I do?”
“Just answer the question. If you had to choose: me or Mia?”
I swallowed. “Mia.”
She grinned and clapped her hands together. “Great! Then it’s settled. You’ll take me back to my family’s estate and collect my sister and her things. I’m sure she’ll be happy to come back here.”
“It’s not that simple.”
“Stop being such a fucking baby and go get your real wife.”
Her words struck me almost instantly.
My real wife.
Technically… I did marry Mia, even if she was stepping in for Amanda as her proxy. But that didn’t matter. In the eyes of the law, Mia was my bride, not her sister.
If Abraham had a problem with me swapping twins, then we’d have to renegotiate our partnership because I refused to stay trapped in a marriage with his one daughter who I was growing to despise with each passing day.
Being with Mia had been perfect. That’s the marriage that I wanted. Not whatever the hell this was.
“Alright.” I pushed my chair back from my desk and stood. “We’re heading out immediately. It’s time to renegotiate my contract with your father.”
Amanda jumped up and clapped again. “Finally!”
***
Arriving at the O’Neil estate a half hour later had my nerves on edge.
As annoying as it was to admit to myself: I was nervous.
What if Mia was done with me and rejected me? Or she was too afraid to go against her father’s wishes when he put his foot down that I was to stay married to Amanda? He could’ve already been in the middle of arranging for Mia to be married the entire time she’d been covering for her sister.
If that were the case, then I’d take out whoever it was he thought he could promise her to.
“Hello? Earth to Xavier.” Amanda called out from the passenger seat.
I unclipped my seatbelt and popped open the door. There was no use in sitting in my car dwelling on the possibilities. I had to go in there and demand what I wanted and hope like hell that Mia forgave me for throwing her out.
My chest squeezed, remembering the look she’d given me as I’d told her to pack her things and go.
That heartbreak mirrored my own, and instead of staying and talking to her about it, I’d jumped the gun and kicked her out.
I was such a foolish man.
Amanda led us up to the front doors of the estate where we were greeted by two butlers in uniforms. They seemed surprised to see us but said nothing aside from a bland greeting.
“Dad!” Amanda called, her voice echoing through the large foyer. “Hello!”
“Amanda?” Someone called from down the hallway. A woman soon appeared, beautiful and with features that were similar to my wife’s. “What are you— oh! Xavier!”
