Cammie Healy - Jennifer Foor Page 0,89

Relinquish your rights so I can raise my baby in a loving home without the bullshit you bring to the table. You said it yourself. You have your kids. They’re grown. You never wanted this baby. Please, James, if you ever cared about me at all, sign the papers.”

He shoved them back toward me. “No. I won’t do it.”

I heard shuffling behind me and knew Wes was about to lose his shit. I held up my hand, pointing one finger for him to give me a few more seconds. When James saw a stranger in the back he knew he was with me. “You brought your boyfriend here?”

“I did. I asked him to come. I wanted him to see how much I hate you.”

He stood and chuckled to himself. “I won’t sign. You can’t make me. I have a right to know that child.”

I jumped up. “Oh, now you have a conscience? You make me sick, James.” I started walking toward Wes, who was very ready to get out of there. I knew he was the one to suffer through this. He wanted my baby to have his name and now it probably couldn’t happen. I wanted to cry but knew I’d wait until we were far away from James.

Wes wrapped his arm around me once we were outside. “It’s still going to be okay.”

I stopped walking and looked right at him. “No. It’s not, but I know how I can fix this.” I took his hand and led him across campus again, this time to the office of the assistant dean.

I knocked twice before barging in without permission. She stood up when she saw it was me. “Miss Healy. I wasn’t made aware you’ve come back.”

“I’m just tying up loose ends.”

She crossed her arms like she was interested in hearing what that meant. “If you’ve come for James…”

I cut her off. “I don’t want anything to do with that lying bastard. That’s the reason I’m here. I brought papers for him to sign and he refused. I want him to relinquish parental rights.”

She cocked her brow and spoke in an annoyed tone. “Why would you come to me with this information?”

“Because I know you have some kind of sick control over him.”

“I’m afraid to break it to you, but James and I are no longer living together. He moved out because of you. He couldn’t get over the fact that I made him choose, so I forced him to leave.”

This was horrible news. James had been telling the truth. For a millisecond I felt bad for him. Then I remembered he was the pig in this situation. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I kicked him out. I should have done it years ago. Now he’s pretending he’s done nothing wrong. Like typical James he’ll find some loophole to come out shining. Even my father can’t fire him now. I’m going to have to spend the rest of my life seeing his despicable face. I’m sorry I can’t help you convince him.”

It only took me a second to figure out what I needed to do. “I think I have an idea. I’ll be a character witness on your behalf. You’re going to need more proof of the affairs, right? I’ll give a written and verbal account of the entire affair from start to finish, including dates and times. If the dean finds out the places he took me, and the resources he used to meet with me, James could be forced to resign.”

“Why? Why would you want to help me? I threatened to take away your scholarship.”

“That man tried to ruin my life. He manipulated me to sleep with him. I don’t want him near my child. If I threaten to take your side he’ll give us both what we want, because he knows he’ll lose everything if he doesn’t.”

“You might be right. How do you want to play this, Miss Healy?”

“Call him and tell him you have the dirt to nail him to the wall. Tell him I’ve given you a documented account of our affair and you’re giving it to your father this evening. Better yet, tell him I’m having dinner with his children to tell them about the affair and the baby.”

She picked up the phone and dialed a number. The look on her face was scary. She knew she had the upper hand. Between the photos she’d had taken, the phone conversations and now my eye witness accounts, he was done for. He couldn’t talk his way out