Page 133 of Ruthless Rebel


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I take the armchair and stare back at him wondering how this is going to play out.

I feel like I’m walking around in a nightmare and waiting for my brain to wake me up and tell me this isn’t happening.

Over the last twenty-four hours I’ve experienced every single emotion under the sun. Hurt, pain, disgust, understanding… guilt, confliction.

I’m hurt and disgusted by what Jericho did.

I physically ache when I think that this could be the end of us and I still love him so damn much.

Love compels understanding that what happened to my father was a repercussion and Jericho didn’t intend for the damage he caused. That’s where I’m conflicted, torn between my love for my husband and my duty to my father.

I feel like the woman torn, but I also like the bad guy for them both. I can’t support Jericho completely and when the light of understanding tries to shine on me I feel like a traitor to my father.

I feel like that again now that Jericho is here.

“I’m glad you came to a decision so quickly,” Dad says jumping into business.

“And what decision do you think I’ve come to?” Jericho replies with a mirthless grin that seems to throw Dad off-kilter.

“Your divorce.”

“No, I have no intention of leaving my wife. She knows that.” He cuts me a sharp stare, one that holds determination and strength.

My heart squeezes, but I tamp down any joy that swells in me because that declaration was as good as bringing war to my doorstep.

Dad’s face hardens and his eyes become pools of hate. “If that is your decision then I’ll have no choice to make good on my threat to expose you.”

I snap my gaze to Dad. “Dad—”

“No, that’s okay,” Jericho interrupts. “Let him expose me. I’m good with that. People like me rebuild because they can.”

I narrow my eyes.

Something has changed. I can tell. Jericho doesn’t seem as remorseful as he did yesterday. If anything he looks like he’s ready for the war I just thought of.

But why?

He should be sorry, unless there’s a reason for him not to be.

“Your arrogance is very becoming of you. If you’re not here to negotiate and you don’t care if I expose you, why the hell did you come to my home?”

“I came here to talk about the truth.”

“We know the truth.” Dad smirks.

“No we don’t. Not all of it. You forgot to mention the five million Sasha promised you if you broke River and me up.”

The air drains from my lungs as if someone siphoned it from my body.

I glare at Dad, disbelief making me weak, but I can see from the shock on his face that it’s true.

“Did you forget to tell her?” Jericho continues. “And lest not forget the hundred grand Sasha gave you yesterday for your good work on finding dirt on me. Something to turn River against me.”

“What’s he talking about Dad?” I stand quickly, shaking my head.

“It’s lies. He’s trying to turn you against me,” Dad bites back, but from the bewildered look on his face I know it’s he who’s lying.

“Dad…”

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