Page 145 of The Bad Husband

“You still have feelings for him, or you wouldn’t be here putting all this nonsense in my head, so how is that working out for you?”

She flicks a finger up.

“For one, it's not nonsense. I’m only telling you who this man is.”

“You’re telling me who he is because you hate him. There’s no honesty in what you’re saying. You said a lot of stupid shit to my father, and he believed you, although I never could. He shouldn’t have married you, but no one could stop him. You ‘weren’t in love’ with Damon before you met my father, and now you’re married to Damon, and you want me to believe that you don’t have feelings for him? Listen, I don’t know what’s going on between you two, but you need to sort it out, and keep me out of it. I’ve had it with this story.”

I push upright and remove my towel from my shoulders when she runs a curious gaze over my body.

“Sit down, and I’ll give you the entire story, so that you can understand where I’m coming from.”

Reluctantly, I slide into my seat.

“Not having feelings for a man is better than allowing him to ruin you.”

“Is that what happened to you?”

“It’s never happened to me, but I saw it happen to other people.”

“Okay. I doubt you’re telling me all this out of the goodness of your heart. Because you don’t want it to happen to me? Please.”

She softly flicks her hand up.

“I don’t care about you. Besides, I don’t think it will happen to you. You’re too dumb to know it’s happening to you even when it’s happening to you.”

“I take offense in––”

She makes that annoying gesture with her hand again.

“Shut up. You’re a softie, just like your father. I never understood how people like you weren’t run over by reckless drivers every day of the week. I’m not saying you are stupid, as in you can’t pass an exam. All I’m saying is, your view of life is small. Too small. You’re just like your father. But even for people like you, there are plenty of opportunities, and one of them was the casino business for your father, and now this man, Damon West, is for you.”

“What’s your point?”

“The money that I’m getting from your father goes to Damon.”

My eyebrows slide up.

“Why?”

“I owe it to him. Much more than what I’m inheriting, in fact, which makes me believe he’s after getting the rest of it from you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I stole money from him, Lila.”

My mouth falls open.

“Why?”

“Because I could. Because he cheated on me with a cute redhead who made a bet she could steal him from me.”

“That’s not what I’m asking. Why would he want the rest of the money from me?”

“You’re an opportunity he can’t afford to miss. I’m not saying he’s after your money only. All I’m saying is, he will mess with your head, and one way of another he’ll get money out of this. He has no problem claiming my inheritance.”

“Isn’t there something that you can do?”

She chuckles sarcastically.