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“She’s right, Chels. You need to get your health back and then you can get Jagger back, if that’s still what you want when you feel better.”
If?There was one thing Chelsea knew for certain. Despite everything, she still loved him. She was sure she’d never love another like him again. Which made her decision to finish things with him, once and for all, even more difficult.
“I’m going to call a lawyer tomorrow.”
There were those expressions again. Pity. Worry. Concern.
“Maybe you shouldn’t decide—”
“No.” Chelsea waved Sydney’s remark away with her hand. “It’s time to move on. He made his feelings clear and hasn’t done anything to suggest they’ve changed. If I’m pregnant, we’ll deal with that. But I don’t want him just because of a baby.”
“Have you tried to talk to him?” Lexie asked.
She hadn’t, but she knew he wouldn’t speak to her. There was no way a man who held her in such disdain, who believed she’d committed the ultimate betrayal, would give her the time of day. Onething she’d learned in her few months with Jagger was that he was unforgiving and willing to do anything to protect what he believed was his.
Chelsea followed through,calling a lawyer and making an appointment to meet with him the following day. She brought the prenup papers but told the lawyer she didn’t want Jagger’s money. He looked at her funny, as if she was an idiot. But all she wanted was to get out of the marriage. She could move on and he could too.
She wondered how he was doing. She’d heard through Mitch that he’d let Tanya live in the main house so Kaden’s life wouldn’t be disrupted. Jagger was in the guest cottage and apparently seeing Kaden nearly every day. Why he didn’t see how great that was, she didn’t know. Neither did Mitch, who insisted that eventually Jagger would realize his malaise was due to the loss of Chelsea. She didn’t believe him.
After seeing the attorney, who promised to deliver the papers to Jagger, she bought a pregnancy test but couldn’t bring herself to take it. She’d eat right and take care of herself in the meantime. Right now there was too much going on to add that knowledge to the stack weighing her down.
Once her errands were done, she headed back home. To her couch.
Jagger pushedKaden in the tire swing.
“Higher.”
“You’ll get stuck in the tree if you go higher.”
Kaden laughed.
“Here are cookies.” Miss Z called from the terrace.
“I want cookies.”
Jagger stopped the swing and the two of them ambled to the terrace and sat in the wicker chairs.
“I wish we had Miss Chelsea’s snickerdoodles.”
“I do too.” Miss Z gave Jagger a chastising glare. How was he now the bad guy?
“Is Miss Chelsea coming back? I miss her.” Kaden grabbed a cookie.
“I don’t think so.”
“Why? Don’t you like her anymore?”
Jagger took a deep breath. He didn’t know how to answer. His feelings for Chelsea were a messed-up jumble that he couldn’t sort out.
“You were mean to her too.”
Jagger closed his eyes, trying to hide from his guilt that Kaden had seen how vile he’d been to Chelsea. “I was angry.”
“You should say you’re sorry. Miss Chelsea says when you’re mean, you say you’re sorry. But you have to mean it.”
“Jagger?” Tanya appeared on the terrace.
“Yeah.”
