“I did nothing but love you.”
“Love is nice.” His eyes glittered like hot coals as the edges of his lips curved. “Love changes nothing.”
She stared at him, her heart chilled. “Is that what you think?”
“It’s what I know,” he said grimly, and that was the end. Her heart frosted over.
“You were right about one thing,” she said. “Brandon was in love with me. But you’ve been so wrong about the rest. You are a wonderful father, Eduardo. But—” she gave him a trembling smile “—a terrible husband.”
Hearing the noise of servants down the hall, he pulled her into their bedroom, closing the door behind them. Looking down at her in the shadows, he spoke in a low voice.
“I always knew that someday you would see through me.”
She felt trails of ice on her cheeks and lifted her hand to discover she was weeping. She loved him. But she wouldn’t be his prisoner. Not anymore.
“I loved you, Eduardo.” Her voice choked. “I loved you so.”
His handsome face was hard with anguish. “Loved?”
“I would have done anything to make you love me,” she whispered. “Anything.” With a deep breath, Callie looked up at him through her tears. She squared her shoulders. “But I won’t be your prisoner.” Pulling off her diamond ring, she held it out to him with a trembling hand. “So I can’t be your wife.”#p#分页标题#e#
CHAPTER TEN
IT WAS like a punch through Eduardo’s gut, a blow so deep it reverberated against his spine.
When he’d found Callie embracing McLinn, it had been like walking into a nightmare and seeing his worst fear come to life. He’d felt fury that he’d never known. He’d wanted to kill the man with his bare hands. And he might have done it, if not for Callie.
Now, sinking down on the bed, Eduardo stared at the ten-carat diamond ring twinkling in his palm. And realized that seeing Callie with another man had only been his second-worst fear.
Somehow, he’d always known this day would come. It was almost a relief to get it over with, rather than always wondering when it would happen. When she would leave him. His hands tightened over the ring, feeling the hard diamond bite into his palm. He spoke over the razor blade in his throat.
“I will start divorce proceedings tomorrow.”
Her lips parted. “What?”
“I’ll do what I should have done a long time ago.” He looked at her. “Set you free.”
Tears streaked her pale, beautiful face like stardust in the fading red twilight outside the latticed window. “I just can’t live with a man who doesn’t trust me. Who tries to control every aspect of my life.”
“I understand.” He gave her a grim smile. “I told you on our wedding day that when our marriage ended, the prenuptial agreement would see us through.”
His wife looked white and wan, standing beside the bed. She looked like a ghost. “I didn’t think you would let me go so easily.”
He tried to ignore the fierce, white-hot blade of pain that entered his body.
“I am tired,” he said harshly, “of always wondering what you’re thinking. What you’re doing. Tired of waiting for the day you’ll wise up and leave.” Rising to his feet, he cupped her cheek. She shuddered a little, turning toward his touch like a flower. He said hoarsely, “It’s almost easier this way.”
“And Marisol …” she whispered.
The knife twisted in his chest. Dropping his hand, he stepped back. “We will always be her parents. We’ll be respectful of each other, for her sake. I will pay child support. We will share custody.”
“Right,” she said, looking dazed. “Right.”
“And if there is another child …” His lips curved humorlessly. “This time, you will tell me, sí?”
“Yes. Yes, I will.” Callie’s lovely, round face looked bewildered as she swayed where she stood, like a drunk who’d lost her balance.
“You and your family can return to North America tomorrow.”
She turned, walked two steps then looked back at him. He could see her shaking. “And Brandon?”
“Ah, yes.” He smiled grimly. “Brandon. As you said, he is a member of your family, is he not? As I,” he added lightly, “never was.”
She swallowed then looked up at him pleadingly. “You won’t … won’t do anything to hurt him?”
Reaching out, Eduardo brushed some long wavy tendrils of light brown hair off her shoulder. Even now, saying goodbye, he was mesmerized by Callie’s beauty. Now more than ever. When he was losing her forever.