I shrug and state, “I’m talking about your wife having tits four times bigger than what they were. I’m talking about your wife having her ass lifted, her lips done, a new closet full of clothes,” I lean forward and I growl, “I’m talking about your wife having liposuction then most likely had her life threatened when she couldn’t pay for it and Ivy walking in on it and offered herself up as payment instead not knowing what Clara used the money for.”
“Or Mama lied and cocked it up with the Hyenas and made out she was having her life threatened after offering her hand to Hayden while exchanging money, knowing she wouldn’t be able to pay it off without telling you and knowing Ivy would do anything for her after you fucked other women,” Venom adds and I tilt my head at a shocked-looking Glock.
“Your wife is currently still sleeping off the chloroform,” I admit, and he clears his throat when I say, “Why don’t you go take a look at her yourself if you don’t believe us or better yet,” I turn the laptop and nod to it, “Read her medical reports.”
Glock leans forward and curses, seeing the report Venom and I found and I sigh, shaking my head.
“Hayden and Talen are on their way to talk finances,” Blade states then sighs, “We need to bring Cain in, he’ll be taking over as treasurer and already does our books, so we need to make sure the club won’t be hit hard paying them off. We’ll have to add more onto the payment for us taking Ivy leaving Hayden at the altar,” he shakes his head, “I know we can wipe them out but I’d rather fucking not risk one of our men getting hurt by those idiots.”
Glock shakes his head and snaps, “That money is not coming out of the fucking club. I have savings, I’ll pay it, I don’t need those fuckers going after Ivy next – ” His words stop and he curses, “Fuck’s sake, I paid for that wedding!”
I wince as guilt seeps from him because the fucker never got involved when Ivy announced by text that she was marrying Hayden, his focus was getting his wife back and now he’s regretting his actions.
I open my mouth to state the next step in the plan when there’s a knock on the door, and Viper stands, answering it.
I tilt my head, seeing Cain, who looks freaked out, something none of us has seen from him before.
Cain grew up with us, having a rough home life, but he went into the army for nine years before finally coming home to prospect. He’s seen a lot of shit in his time overseas, but the fucker is a fighter, and it is good to have him home.
“Uh, Ivy, uh, she’s awake and has requested your presence,” he stammers, “She-she, uh, she didn’t look mad, if anything, calm,” he runs a hand through his bald head, "Honestly, she kind of freaked me out. I’ve never seen that look from her before.”
I furrow my brows but nod and look at Blade, who tilts his head to the door and whispers, “We’ll follow in a moment. I need to speak to Cain about the money situation.”
I nod, stand before rounding the table, and ask, “Who’s guarding the front door?”
“Trent,” he says, and I nod and command, “Alright, stay here.” He nods, still looking freaked out, which makes me chuckle a little despite the situation.
Patting his back, I walk past him, grabbing my phone from Dylan, who stands stoic near the door, guarding it. His dark green eyes stare at everyone in the room, daring them to get near the door, making me smirk.
“Hey Psycho,” I hear Misty from my right as I walk through the common room, but I ignore her like I always do when I’m at the club, which isn’t a lot right now, and head out.
Time to confront my girl.
I pull up outside my home and give Trent a nod. He nods in return but keeps to his post and I walk past him and inside, putting on my cold mask. As soon as I walk in, my eyes go to Ivy standing at the bottom step, looking more like herself.
Makeup removed, hair up in a messy bun, leggings, my shirt, and bare feet.
Fucking beautiful and I can’t even enjoy her look because I am pissed, and I have every fucking right to be. She sees Misty, comes up with her own scenario in her head, jumps to conclusions then decides to marry Hayden fucking Gillies on whim to ‘save’ her mama without actually looking at the woman and notice she’s had work done then decided to continue with the wedding even after finding out she’s pregnant with my child, not even fucking telling me.
I get it. I told her we needed to forget what had happened, but that was for her, so she could live a full life before returning to me. She knew that but even then, when I was trying to do right by her, she could have told me why she wanted to leave. She could have been open with me but instead, she decided to play a game I wasn’t even aware of.
All this shit could have been avoided.
We lock eyes, and nothing but anger shines from her gorgeous green eyes before she picks up the vase and throws it at me.
Shit.
I duck just in time before it crashes against the wall and I look back at Ivy in shock as she points at me and shouts, “You lying piece of shit!”
My mouth parts in shock because uh hello, lady pregnant right there with my child!
So much for her being fucking calm! Thanks, Cain.
I go to confront her about her being a fucking hypocrite when I haven’t lied to her once, but I soon clamp my mouth shut as she sneers, “You told me you quit smoking!”
I blink, then blink again because well, what the fuck?
“What’s uh going on,” Blade questions as he walks up behind me most likely eyeing the smashed vase but I ignore him and most likely Venom and Viper who have walked in with him, and I question, “That is why you threw a vase at my fucking head, because I had one puff, one, on your brother’s smoke?”
