CHAPTER 37

  ~Javier’s POV~

  “Why, Javier?”

  That echoed many times in my brain, and dejected, I continued to stare downward without looking at my wife. I’m not about to give up without a fight. I may look defeated because of my actions, but she is not leaving me. I gather my wits and remind myself of who I am.

  Javier Hills was my name.

  My wife will not leave me. I will not sign any divorce papers if she so desires. I gazed at my wife for the first time today because of what occurred earlier today. She had nothing to say. However, I will not allow that worthless triumph. I glanced at my wife and called to Henry,

  “Come and take my wife home. I have a task ahead of me.”

  I kissed her on the forehead and informed her I needed to attend to something. As I was ready to go, a thought occurred to me, and I came to a full halt.

  “Babe, the day you picked me up from the club, which car did you use?”

  “The black sports car,” says my wife. I gave a nod.