I can see what it is before it reaches me and feel the pit of my stomach curdle.
“What is that?”Courtney leans over me and snaps it out of my hands.“This is fake.This is bullshit.”
The photo shows Courtney and John the painter on the driveway of her marital home.The home she left before she claims she met him.
Adam chuckles as if this is just a big joke to him.
“More lies from my wife.This is what she does.She’s fooled you.Let me guess, she sucked your dick and now you think she’s innocent.”
That fucking...yes, I did, and if this is real and she’s lied to us, then I am going to be furious.
Was I right?
Did she use me to get pregnant?
I still don’t know if she is, but what I do know is that she has not taken steps to ensure she isn’t.Fact.
I hide any doubt from the opposing counsel and his client.Because fuck them.
“We will have this examined,” I advise, ripping my eyes off the photo.
“Or you can save time and accept the ten percent split of the marital assets and not a dollar more that my client is willing to offer today.”Warren slams his leather-bound compendium closed.“The offer is only available until the end of the day.”
“This isn’t real!”Courtney cries.“I met JohnafterI left, and you know it!How dare you, how dare you do this to me?”
Adam stands, adjusts his tie.“I warned you, dear wife.You knew what I wanted.”
What the hell?
What did he want?
One look at Courtney and she all the blood has drained from her face.
I feel an ache in the pit of my stomach.
“Go on.Tell them.Tell them how you failed as a wife.I’ll wait.”Adam laughs.“Yeah, I didn’t think so.Ten percent.That’s all I’m offering.You would be—”
“THAT’S ENOUGH,” I roar, standing.
“Let’s go.”Warren shoots me a dark look, but even I can see he’s not impressed by Blackmore.He might be my greatest competition, but both of us act with ethics and fairness.
I don’t take my eyes off them as they both walk out of the boardroom.
When Sean closes the door behind them, I put my hand on the leather of Courtney’s chair and remain as close as appropriate to her.
I want to comfort her.
I want to embrace her.
I want to strangle her and ask for the truth.The entire fucking truth.I need answers and to understand her why she didn’t take the Plan B pill.
I want to know what Adam is referring to?
What did Adam want and expect of her??
“Jesus,” Jason says, gathering his folders.“What a jerk.Sorry.”
“He is.”Courtney shakes her head.
