Page 41 of Aaron's Patience

“Unfortunately, you failed to do your due diligence. Something Ineverforget,” Josh continued. He went on to explain precisely why the golf course would not be getting their asking price, in addition to telling them why they would still be selling to Townsend. Because if they didn’t Joshua was fully prepared to file a lawsuit against their company for any number of reasons which would hold up any future sales, costing them more money.

“It appears thatmy brotherhas spoken.” I looked sharply at the man who earlier had try to downplay Joshua’s importance by labeling him earlier. “Now that that’s set–”

“What thehellis wrong with you?”

I turned abruptly from the table to my office door where my very pissed off wife stood.

“Get out.” I turned to peer over my shoulder at the men. “Now!” I seethed.

I eyed them as the three men scurried out of the room.

Patience wasted no time brushing past them. At the same time I saw one of my security guards enter behind her, a concerned expression on his face.

“You son of a bitch!” Patience continued. “It’s not enough you had to ruin my damn life, you couldn’t even let me work in peace!”

I was instantly pissed. “Iruinedyour life? You kept my children from me for five years!” I retorted angrily.

She gave a derisive laugh. “Are youseriouslyback to that?” She moved forward, hands flailing.

“Back to it? We never fucking left!”

“Obviously. Why don’t you go talk to your goddamn fiancée about that? You pompous bastard. And while you’re at it, why don’t you just leave me the hell alone! My life was going just fine without you!” She lunged as if she was about to attack me, but was held back when the huge security guard grabbed her by the waist.

I saw nothing else. Just his burly hand wrapped around my wife’s body.

“Take. Your. Goddamn. Hands. Off. My. Fucking. Wife!” I flared, fists clenching at my sides. “Now!” I yelled, stepping forward. A second later, my security guard stood half a foot from my wife. “Get the fuck out!”

“You’re a goddamned bully!” Patience yelled in my face.

“And you’re a deceitful liar!” I retorted.

Her head snapped back. “I’mthe liar in this non-relationship?”

“You went behind my back. Used your maiden name to apply for the job. And never once told me about it.”

“When?” She threw up her hands. “When was I supposed to tell you about it? During the day when you’re totally consumed by your job, or at night when you go down to your office to work some more?”

“You had plenty of opportunity to tell me.”

“And because I didn’t, you acted like a petulant child and went behind my back to get the library to not hire me. ButI’mthe deceitful liar here?” She pushed me by the shoulders.

I barely budged.

“I fucking hate you!” she shouted.

My fists balled again and I crowded her space, lowering my face to hers. “That’s too damn bad, sweetness.” I held up my hand, bringing the finger that wore my wedding band in between our two faces. “You’re mine!” I gritted out between my teeth.

Her walnut-toned face screwed up, sepia eyes narrowing. “Not for long,” she retorted, low, but firmly. A second later, she turned sharply, her locs nearly grazing my face, and rushed out of my office, slamming the door.

Lifting the globe paperweight that sat on my desk, I threw it against the window just next to my door. The glass cracked but didn’t completely shatter, as it was bulletproof. I moved around my desk, picking up my phone to call Daniel.

He answered on the first ring.

“Do not take her anywhere except back to the house!” I hung up, not waiting for his reply.

I needed to leave but I also had to get a grip. I pinched the bridge of my nose and that’s when I heard it. I blinked open my eyes, lifting my head to see Joshua standing by the conference table, laughing.

“Care to explain what the hell is so funny?”