Dare To Love Again - Jordan Silver Page 0,73

I had found one that came highly recommended. He had to build her a new nursery, twice as big as the original. He was loving and attentive sure, but I knew it was all for her.” She’s fucking nuts but whatever.

“After she was born, it only got worst. I barely saw the child, not that I wanted to. I hated her with a passion by the time I pushed her out of me, but Sterling didn’t care; he didn’t seem to notice. He did all the feeding and changing since I refused to have that thing near me, and I damn sure wasn’t about to nurse her no matter how much Sterling begged. How common.”

She sneered as if breastfeeding was somehow dirty and beneath her. I could see nothing of my wife in this wretched woman, thank fuck. I was beginning to feel dirty, just being in the same room as her, and could only imagine how difficult it must’ve been for my delicate Giselle to endure the same. No wonder she pulled a runner to get away from this beast.

She seemed to realize she had a captive audience in me, and that loose screw in her head didn’t allow her to see or register the disgust I felt at her diatribe. “And?” I waved my hand around when she stopped as if asking for approval or some shit.

“And what? What is it that you want to know?” She screamed, as her eyes looked something approaching feral. Why the hell am I surrounded by crazy-ass people?

I didn’t want my inner thoughts to show on my face, didn’t want anything to stem the flow of words coming from her mouth until I got what I wanted, so I took a deep breath and gave her some semblance of a smile. “You still haven’t told me what I asked to know. Why is she so afraid of you?”

She seemed to find pleasure in the fact that her daughter was afraid of her, something I picked up on and had no problem using to my advantage. I’ve already come to the conclusion that Ann Winthrop isn’t all there and probably never was. The things Gordon described the day before without confirmation could be brushed off.

The other man’s obvious prejudice against her could’ve been blamed for the picture he’d painted. But now that I’ve seen her in the flesh, there’s no doubt in my mind that he’s spot on. We’ve already established that she killed her husband. Now I just need to know what it is that she’d done to make my wife so afraid. Really, I just want to know if her relatives were involved in any way and if so, how much.

“Oh, that! After Sterling was gone...” Here she looked at me as if to see what I thought about that, maybe trying to figure out if I had picked up on her slip earlier when she all but admitted to killing him. I didn’t blink, just stared at her with as much disinterest as I could muster while trying hard not to gag at the filth that she is. Demented bitch!

“After he died, there was no one to protect her from me. Do you know he tried convincing everyone that I was a danger to her? Me, the woman who gave birth to her. Even my family was beginning to suspect. Until I made them believe that he was being inappropriate with her, that didn’t go too far, though, because of those friends of his. They all stood by him, and before the rumors could take hold, they were squashed.”

“I wasn’t worried though; there were other ways to deal with him and her. I was thinking of ways I could hurt him. I knew he wouldn’t divorce me because he wanted his precious daughter to have both parents, and he wouldn’t want even a hint of scandal attached to her or his name. That’s how I know that you’re the same. All men of a certain wealth are alike when it comes to that. Isn’t that why you’re here? Isn’t that why you want to claim her spawn that isn’t even yours?”

I’m guessing she’s never seen my son because one look would’ve told her that he’s my carbon copy. I have to remember to thank my wife for that, for protecting our child from this creature from the underbelly of hell. “Anyway, those friends of his must’ve been in his ear because the next thing I knew, he was in my