Sterling Obsidian & Partners
Jason messaged, reassuring me that Sterling Obsidian wouldn’t allow me to be bullied with fabricated evidence and baseless accusations.That they’d be in touch when they received a response.And that their investigation into my husband’s business and assets continued meanwhile.
In other words, they’re doing their job.
It’s time.I had to look at the messages and get on with my day.I swipe my phone and start from the first one.
If you’re pregnant, I want to know.
Message two:
You know, I kept my hands to myself all night because of our kid.
I’m sorry?What kid?Clearly, he was drinking.
Message three, which arrived twenty minutes after the second one:
Fine, and you.
Message four is date stamped five minutes later:
Don’t read anything into that.
I shake my head and keep reading.
Message five:
I could subpoena you to do a pregnancy test.Fine, I can’t.But we need to know, Court!Jesus.
I bite my lip, trying not to smile, even though I’m still very angry.
Message six:
You would look beautiful pregnant...
My mouth falls open, and a thousand emotions blast through me.Zander has envisaged me pregnant?Tears prick at my eyes.Knowing it will never happen makes me sad in ways that make no sense.
He’s thought about me carrying his baby.
My hand flies to my tummy and for a moment I imagine it being real.That Zander’s standing in front of me, his eyes full of wonder and love at what we’ve created.That he glides his hand over my swollen belly as his blue orbs lock with mine seconds before he kisses me.
Not a kiss laced with lust.A kiss that says you belong to me forever.We are a family.I will protect you from this cruel world.
A happy tear slips out of the corner of my eye, and I wipe it away, feeling silly.
I’m not the man you marry next.I don’t want to be a father...my wealth is locked up so tight not even the government can touch it.
Those words hurt.
They shouldn’t, but they did.Trapping him into becoming a father or my next husband was never my intention, nor have I.I chose Zander Sterling to be my attorney because he’s the best of the best, and I had a feeling Adam would fight dirty.
As he is.
Zander and I, as two consenting adults, slept together because of our powerful chemistry.We both chose in the moment not to use condoms.
That is all.
If I wanted to coerce him, or take his money as he so cruelly claimed, I could blackmail him.He’s breached the ethics of his profession by getting involved with me.Yet that’s the last thing I would ever do.
