Heath took the elevator to the underground parking and found his car. As Heath settled into the driver’s seat, he realized how his life had changed. This car was fine to drive to work. But it wasn’t a family car. He’d need a family car. Geoff and Ivy wouldn’t fit in this car. Especially with Geoff’s injury.With that though, Heath wrote a reminder for himself to purchase a new car for them tomorrow.He knew Ivy didn’t have a parking space, because she took public transit. Heath didn’t feel it was safe for them.He found a parking space at the hospital. Heath called Parker for assistance. “Hey, Parker, I need someone to pick up my car from the hospital. I’ll send you the location.”“Why Heath?”“I can’t get my son and his mother home in this car. So, have a driver on standby with a limo. I’ll call them when we’re ready to leave. They can pick us up from the ER entrance.”“I’ll get that done, Heath, and message you when it’s done. He’s seven, right? He’ll need a car seat. I’ll make sure

Ivy wasn’t sure how she ended up accepting him for taking them home. But it was easier in the end. Geoff wouldn’t have been as comfortable in a cab. Heath surprised her with a car seat installed in the limo between them.Geoff seemed to accept his father as if he’d always been a part of his life. She felt horrible about this and a little betrayed. Ivy thought Geoff might not trust his father or be angry about him not being there for him before this. Now she worried he might be angry with her for not telling Heath about him or letting Heath be a part of his life.She’d handle it later. The last thing she expected was for Geoff to invite Heath up to their apartment, but he did, and she’d look like the monster if she said no after how Heath had generously gone to the hospital to take them home. So, there they were all three of them heading up to their fourth-floor apartment. They called it a condo, but it wasn’t like any of the condos Ivy ever visited. “Can I watch

“Ivy, I did no such thing, and you know it. I asked you to explain the photos and who that was. You have to admit they were convincing.” “No, they weren’t convincing because I don’t know where those were taken or who the guy was in those photos. I can’t even tell you who took the photos, for that matter.” “I didn’t know they were fakes back then, but I know they’re fakes now. At the time I only wanted to hear you say that it was a mistake and you only wanted me.” “I said I only wanted you, but I didn’t cheat on you, so I didn’t make a mistake.” “I know that now. Those photos didn’t change how I felt about you.” “Really? You could have fooled me, Heath.” “Do you need a demonstration about how I feel about you?” “Do you think that’s a smart or an appropriate question to ask at a time like this?” “Smart? No, but I’ve been dying to kiss you since I laid my eyes on you at the meet and greet.

“That’s crazy Heath. Of course you’ll stay here with me. Where would you live? You’re being silly and emotional.” Emotional? Only she could be emotional. No, Heath knew this was her way of controlling her world and the people in it. “I said no. I’m done with you. The only reason we married was because you claimed you were pregnant. Which you weren’t, and don’t lie about it. I have the proof. That’s fraud, Monica.” Heath never raised his voice or his hand to her. After what happened with Ivy, he would never yell at a woman again. But that didn’t mean he had to put up with be manipulated and made to feel like less of a person. “It wasn’t a lie. I really thought I was pregnant.” He didn’t buy that for a minute, not when she stood there as if she owned everything and him. Monica believed she had the upper hand if she acted like she had the upper hand. “You weren’t, and you knew it.” Monica had pressed the pregnancy issue with his parents rather

“Did you move in alright? Is he accepting your excuses yet?” A deep male voice, thick with a Russian accent, demanded answers over the telephone line. The deep voice didn’t allow for any resistance. He wanted answers now, not excuses.“He was eating out of my hand before this, but not anymore. Now he’s turned on me and doesn’t want to hear anything I have to say. I don’t know where to go from here.” Monica griped, wanting to be told what she was doing wrong so she could correct it. She’d spent so many years gathering money and wait for Ivan. First for him to arrive in this country and then get out of jail. He’d been lucky that the authorities hadn’t sent him back to Russia. Now all Monica did was play her husband and in-laws for money these days. She couldn’t enjoy herself, because she was too busy trying to scrape together money to make the love of her life happy. She’d been so desperate to keep him happy that a year ago Monica started dating other foolish rich men to ge