Contents ( 33)
- Table of Contents
- The Forgotten Wife
- Copyright
- More Books
- About the Book
- Author’s note
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Epilogue
- Playlist for the book
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
“Why would they send me annulment papers? Your family is the one who wanted this marriage to happen.”
“The merger already went through,” he suggested. “And you refused to play nice with my grandfather’s post-nup. I imagine if we looked at that lengthy document, there’s something of serious interest in there. Your father’s company didn’t have any clauses about who could inherit, right?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “How would I know?”
“Well, in our prenup, it stated that you would retain a certain amount of your father’s portion of the business and any profits directly related to it. That would mean you get profits from products in my family’s company too, so long as they used components…” he must have seen how my eyes were glazing over, because he shut up and chuckled. “Bottom line, I think my family is trying to screw you out of what’s rightfully yours, and since you wouldn’t play the game their way, they tried to weasel you out while I was out of the picture and unable to do anything about it.”
“Well, they screwed up then, because those papers weren’t even delivered here until just after seven tonight.”
“Were you home all day?”
“No. Luna and I went to the University and took care of some things.”
“Regarding?”
“What happened to me. The school is paying for therapy for me starting next Tuesday.”
“That’s great, Mina. I was going to suggest seeing someone but didn’t want to do it last night when you were in the thick of things.”
“I appreciate that.” I took a breath and then explained the gist of what happened with me today. “The coach is under investigation and on suspension right now and the campus police who responded were both fired,” I told him.
“Good. They should be held accountable.”
I laughed. “I think the only reason they’re holding the coach accountable is that he was stealing money from the athletic department to pay for my scholarship, which was basically my hush money.”
“Well, shit. You didn’t know that’s where it was coming from?”
I shook my head. “I had no clue the rest of the administration didn’t know. Since it was a scholarship fund, I thought the Dean had to put his stamp of approval on it, but he didn’t know. He wasn’t aware of any of it.”
“That’s crazy. Come here,” he insisted as he pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry you had to deal with all that today, but considering the stunt my family tried to pull, I guess it was for the best so you couldn’t be served with those papers sooner.”
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
“You thought the worst of me again today, didn’t you?” Ah, damn it, that made me feel a little bit guilty for what I’d been thinking of Tucker for the past few hours. His light laughter let me know he was more amused by my lack of response than anything. “It’s okay. I don’t blame you for feeling that way. I haven’t exactly shown you that I could be trusted, yet. One day though, something will happen, and you’ll just know that there was no way I was involved in that horrible thing – whatever it happens to be.”