because if you ever pull this bullshit again, I will make sure you won’t even get a job being a janitor in a legal aid building. Now get the fuck out of my office!” He screamed.
With each angry word that spewed from his lips, a little bit of her died on the inside. This was the man she had intended to spend the rest of her life with. That he could look at her with so much contempt in his eyes and treat her as if she were a speck of dust on the bottom of his Italian leather shoes, hurt just as much as when he’d humiliated her at the altar. As tempted as she was to walk away, she had to fight for the babies she carried. “I’m pregnant,” she whispered.
He froze. “What did you say?”
“I said I’m pregnant with tr—”
“Liar! Are you fucking serious?”
“It’s true! I have the ultrasound in my purse.” She frantically tugged on the zipper of her pocketbook.
“Save it. I’m fucking tired of your lies. Weren’t you the one who told me you were on birth control, and had been since you were a teenager because of an irregular cycle? But here you are, pregnant out of the blue. And by some off chance that you are pregnant, I doubt it’s mine. You’ve been fucking around behind my back since we’ve been together. Who knows how many men you’ve spread your legs for?” he sneered.
Unable to take any more of his verbal abuse she closed the gap between the two of them and slammed her open palm against his cheek. She put as much strength as she could muster in that slap. “You are the only one I’ve been with and you know that.”
Ashley’s left cheek was now fire engine red. He glared at her. Before she realized what he was about to do, he turned around and strode over to his desk. He opened the drawer and pulled out a large manila envelope and dumped its contents on the desk. “Care to repeat how faithful you’ve been?”
She frowned. “What are those?”
“Have a look.”
Skylar moved closer to the desk and what she saw made her gasp. In the photos were her and some man in bed. She was stark naked and her arms were entangled with this mystery man’s. She dropped the pictures, disgusted. The woman in the picture was her, but they there was no way they were real. She would have certainly remembered something like this. Besides, Ashley had been her first and only lover. “These have to be doctored. I’ve never met that man in my life.”
“Lying to the end.” The suspicious sheen of tears glistened in his eyes momentarily but Skylar was certain she had imagined it because Ashley Hollingsworth didn’t have a heart.
“I don’t know where you got these pictures but if this is your excuse for doing what you did to me, then so be it. Just know one thing, one day you will regret this.” Tears streamed down her face. It took every grain of the little pride she had left to not throw herself at his feet and demand that he be the man she’d fallen in love with. But seeing him as he was now, there was simply no getting through to him. His family had won and the Ashley she thought she knew no longer existed.
“The only thing I regret is getting involved with a lying whore like you. Now you have approximately three minutes to leave these premises before I call the police. And if you ever approach any of my family members again, I will make you wish you were never born. Now get the fuck out of my sight!”
Skylar turned away from him with a sob, hurrying out of his office. For as long as she lived she’d never forget this moment. The moment when a piano had fallen out of the sky and landed on top of her.
Chapter Four
Five Years Later…
“Mommy, Finn hit me!” Tristan yelled from down the hall.
“He took my soldier!” Finn called back.
“Boys! You should be getting ready for school, not fighting,” Skylar called as she styled her daughter’s hair into a neat French braid. Harper’s hair was so long, curly and thick that it was quite a task, but