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“I’m really sorry. I know my apologies are useless, but I want you to know you will have your family back soon.”
“You know there were many women in that church who would’ve happily played your dumb game,” I pointed out, feeling infuriated again.
He smiled, and I painstakingly tried not to hit his face with my wounded foot.
“Why?” I asked for the millionth time. I needed answers.
“I couldn’t do it, and she didn’t want me to.”
I was still clueless at his answer.
“Who?” I asked, and he said nothing. “What are you up to, Tristan?”
He stayed silent, not giving me anything.
“You know, I can just rush to the hospital, take a legit pregnancy test, and get your ass to court. I will demand your whole wealth if I get the chance.”
Who was I kidding? I didn’t even have the money for a lawyer.
“If you want money, I will give it to you, but I really need this to work.”
“What to work?” I pressed.
He went mute and kept his eyes on my bandaged feet.
“You just destroyed my life. The least you can do right now is tell me why I’m involved in this shit.”
“I will. I need some time.”
“How much time are we talking about here?”
“A month.”
“A what?” I gasped. “You want me to stay away from my family for a month? What if Grey finds another girl?”
“Then, he never loved you,” he said coolly.
“No, I can’t wait for a month. You want me to put my life on hold for you? I’m trying to keep my sanity, so you won’t end up dead.”
“Three weeks then.”
“No.”
He looked away from my right foot, frustration stretching his facial muscles.
“I have a life to live. You’ve enjoyed your twenties; let me enjoy mine.”
He breathed deeply, staring at me. “Two weeks.”
Two weeks for me to figure out my life. I could stay here. At least I had a roof over my head and a butler to feed me. I would leave once he told the truth and get a job and an affordable apartment to support myself. I could move into a dorm room on campus, but I didn’t want a roommate.
“Two weeks? I can work with that.”
“But within these two weeks, you have to promise not to destroy anything in this house.”
“Sorry, I’m not good at keeping promises.”
“Chloe,” he sighed.
