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After a while, I may have only been a kid, but I knew she resented him for the way he was.
Their marriage didn’t survive my father’s coldness and his betrayal.
Ever since they told me about their divorce, I swore never to be like my father. And it had taken a great deal of mental twister to open up to Audrey, to include her in my good times and my bad.
But none of that seemed as if it was good enough.
Maybe this was my fault—maybe my obsession at not being my father just ruined me.
“Come in, Dillon.” I cleared my throat. “Sit for a bit.”
Once I had Dillon seated on the floor with his back against the sofa, I sat beside him.
I always thought fathers should know the right words to use with their children. But the older Dillon grew, the more I realized that wasn’t always the case.
This was easier when I thought the people after us were strangers, people who wanted a piece of my tech, or to steal my patents, or to use me to get through to a client.
It was much—much simpler.
Far more heartbreaking.
But now that I had proof the danger was closer to home, that danger would affect my son in more ways than one, it tore at me like claws through my flesh.
Dillon was old enough to realize what had happened between his mother and me. And while he’s never asked for full details, he knew that her and I were no longer in love.
The longer I tried finding the perfect words, the more frustrated I became—because there was no such thing as perfection—in anything.
I wasn’t sure how long I’d been sitting there, struggling with my own thoughts while trying to scrape my broken heart back together. I just couldn’t find the words to tell my son that the woman who birthed him, now wanted us dead so she could have my money.
Strange, she thought, even though we’d been divorced going on five years, that she was still in my will. That would be the only way she would get a penny of what was left of my estate—she couldn’t have gotten it through Dillon.
His guardianship, should anything happen to be before he turned twenty-five, fell to Charlie and Mae Lin. He wouldn’t be able to touch any of his inheritance until then.
If I died, she got noting—I had that changed the night I came home and found her in bed with someone else because shecouldn’t’ do this with you anymore.
Even before the divorce papers were drawn up, my will had been changed.
Should anything happen to me and Dillon was an adult, my estate would be broken up between my son, Charlie and the orphanage Eli lived in.
That teenager has shown my son more love and care than his own mother. I didn’t care if he wasin lovewith Dillon and vice-versa.
They cared for each other, and it was confirmed when Seema told me how Eli used his body to guard Dillon.
If Dillon was to pass as well, his share of the money went to the orphanage.
I wasn’t taking any chances.
I had backup plans to backup the backup plans.
It wasn’t because I thought she’d try to kill us—it was because I thought she would get a lawyer and try fighting it.
“Dad?”
“Mm?”
“You’ve been sitting here for a while.” Dillon pointed out. “Just say what you need to say.”
“It’s not that simple.”
