about how he should’ve chipped in didn’t make me any less angry about the situation. If he’d come to me to ask about Adi’s therapy, I would’ve told him how it was going.
I might not have made it easy on him, but I wouldn’t have withheld the information either. Well, not a lot of it.
For him to go to Chris when he was doing us a favor by treating her, and then to threaten him? That was beyond what I would’ve expected even from Craig.
I didn’t even want to think about him still referring to me as his wife. It had been almost a damn decade since our divorce. He was so far over me it was like we’d never been together sometimes.
An endless parade of women had been on his arm all these years. My only response had been to wish them luck, and I never even did that out loud.
I’d never done anything to him to have him treat me the way he had—not that there would’ve been any excuse for what he’d done—but for him to keep trying to mess up my life was preposterous. And frankly, I was over it.
Fuck him and fuck the poor high horse he was riding in on. I’d had enough.
“Adi baby? Grab your backpack. We’re going to Aunt Katie’s.” I tossed my phone in my purse and tried taking deep breaths to regain my composure.
No matter what, I couldn’t let Adi see how upset I was.
She popped her head into the kitchen a couple of minutes later with her backpack over her shoulders. “I thought we were going to build that puzzle?”
“We will. Later.”
I plucked up my keys and made my way to the door, making sure to lock it behind us. With our damn neighbors leaving the gate open all the time, there was no guarantee Craig couldn’t get in here.
If he’d gone to see Chris, there was no telling what else he would do. Or what he was really up to.
I texted Katie to ask if she could watch Adi for me for an hour or so. Then we made our way to her place as fast as we could get there. Katie widened her eyes in a silent question when Adi breezed past her.
“I need to run a few errands,” I lied. “I’ll be back in a bit. I just need to take care of something.”
“April,” she warned. “I know when you’re lying to me and I know when you’re pissed. What’s going on?”
“Like I said, I just have something I need to take care of. See you later.”
If I stayed with Katie for even another minute to explain, she would talk me out of what I was about to do. I’d always been the impulsive hothead between the two of us. That was what had landed me with Craig in the first place.
For all of Katie’s faults and convictions, she was a lot more like Luna in that regard. They were patient, measured in their reactions. For every thought, they had two more before they acted on them.
Me? Except for when it came to Chris, I didn’t overthink things.
I embraced being an impulsive hothead. I was even fucking proud of it. Someone needed to stand up and tell people what they really thought, and I was happy to be that someone.
Craig was done fucking with me and he was done fucking with Adi. That manipulating son of a bitch wouldn’t bulldoze me again, and I sure as hell wasn’t about to let him screw up the first good thing that had come into our lives just because he was a controlling, jealous prick.
He had no right to be.
Not with me.
Not anymore.
When I left Katie’s building, I went straight to Craig’s mother’s house. He was living here now. I’d heard through the grapevine that he’d lost his job—again—and had gotten kicked out by his last girlfriend.
Serves you right, asshole. The guy was a total freeloader. Just ask the girl who worked to put him through school only to be cheated on and dumped a couple of months after he graduated.
I pounded on the front door of the suburban shack and felt sorry for his mother that she was shackled to him for life. Apart from the fact that she indulged every whim and bought every excuse her darling boy told her, I didn’t have any issue with the woman.
As long as she didn’t try to get in my way today, it would stay that way. Thankfully, it didn’t