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“Yes.” I told him. “Sometimes, you’re entirely too smart for your own good.”
I exhaled.
“Mom’s trying to kill us, isn’t she?”
My heart fell out the bottom of my chest.
“How did you—”
“I put two and two together.” Dillon sighed. “It was confirmed earlier when I accidentally heard you guys saidshe. Why is she doing this?”
“She’s out of money.” My voice shook.
“I don’t understand.” Dillon shifted and drew his legs in. “When the settlement happened, the judge said you had to pay her fifteen million dollars. Even at my age that’s a lot of money. That’s more money than most people will see their entire lives! How can she blow through fifteen million dollars already?”
I kept the fact that I paid her extra so she could sign the custody papers. She didn’t want Dillon and would have hurt him if I didn’t pay up.
I didn’t want to pull my son through a custody battle. His life had already been disrupted enough already.
She used that to get what she wanted.
That was a part of the entire thing he didn’t need to know—ever.
“Things—when people see a lot of money for the first time, they think it will never go away.”
“Don’t rationalize this for her.” Dillon growled.
“I’m not. You asked a question and I’m trying to answer.”
“You’re not going to give her more money, are you?” Dillon asked. “She doesn’t deserve it. You worked for it. You missed time with me to ensure you earned enough to keep us going and that I have everything. She shouldn’t get another penny.”
“Calm down, Dillon.” I rested a hand on his shoulder.
“No—I’m not going to calm down!” He jerked away from me. “And don’t talk to me like I’m stupid. I get there are things about your divorce you haven’t told me because—to be fair, I’m your child and don’t really need to know. But this—this is—”
I hugged him and his tears soaked against my skin.
“This isn’t right!” Dillon sobbed.
I held onto him until the shaking stopped, then leaned back to wipe his tears away with my thumbs.
“I don’t want to die because of her.” Dillon whispered.
“No one is dying.” I assured him. “No one is dying.”
An eternity of quiet.
“She must know that you won’t just hand her money.” Dillon cut through the silence.
“She believes she’s still in my will—I think.” I replied.
“Is she?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I’ve paid her all the judge told me to, plus extra. She’s blown through it all and she believes if she got rid of us, she can claim my estate. At least, I think that’s what she’s thinking.”
“Are you sure, it’s her?”
I nodded. “I’m sorry.”
