Chapter 9 - THE EX-HUSBAND WHO CAME BACK FOR MONEY
Tyler appeared at my apartment on a Thursday evening.
I had just put Lily to bed.
When I opened the door, he stood in the hallway wearing an expensive coat and an unpleasant smile.
“Jessica.”
My stomach dropped.
“What do you want?”
He leaned against the doorframe.
“We need to talk.”
“No.”
He frowned.
“Come on.”
“Lily's asleep.”
“Then we'll be quiet.”
He tried to step forward.
I blocked the doorway.
“Tyler, leave.”
His expression hardened.
“I heard you're seeing Giovanni Fioraldi.”
I stared.
“That's none of your business.”
He laughed.
“Actually, it might be.”
My stomach tightened.
“What does that mean?”
Tyler leaned closer.
“Vanessa's father has a business problem.”
I stared.
“And?”
“Fioraldi could help.”
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
“You came here because you want me to ask Giovanni for money?”
Tyler shrugged.
“Connections.”
I stared at him.
“You called our daughter a mistake in front of two hundred people.”
His smile disappeared.
“Jessica—”
“And now you want a favor?”
He looked irritated.
“Don't be dramatic.”
I stepped back.
“Good night, Tyler.”
He caught the edge of the door.
“You're going to regret embarrassing me.”
I froze.
Then I looked him directly in the eyes.
“No.”
My voice was steady.
“I regret wasting five years believing you might become a better man.”
I closed the door.
May you like
Locked it.
And called my attorney.
