“I’d rather I bring it over and know it’s done.For peace of mind.”
He has nothing to be worried about, but I’m not going to announce that I’m infertile.Probably.No.I am.There’s no point pretending I’m not.Adam is a healthy man.I was raised by two addicts.The likelihood of it being something wrong with me is much greater.
The doctor said it was probable.
There’s that word again.
I’ve had painful periods most of my life, so he said I likely have endometriosis or polycystic ovaries.
“Of course.”I grab my phone, wanting a distraction from this conversation.“So back to business, Mr.Sterling.What do we do about my lying husband?I never stole anything.Here’s another question: how do I know he’s been honest with me about his assets?”
Zander slowly smiles.
“What?”
“Clever girl.”he stands, walks over, kisses me on the mouth, and then tells me he will see me in the morning.
I touch my fingers to my lips and wonder if he realizes he just kissed me goodbye?
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
ZANDER
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Ikeep Sean and Jasonbusy for the next week while Warren Vanguard constantly rings and emails demanding a meeting between Adam Blackmore and Courtney Blackmore.
I ghost him.
Well, not the entire time.I replied yesterday, sending a fake out-of-office response.
It read;
Zander Sterling is out of the office today, being, in the words ofThe American Lawyer,brilliant.Please await ‘his brilliance’ to return and then deem you worthy of a reply.
Warren replied,Fuck off.
