Broken Vows (Domestic Discipline Romance) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Mariella Starr
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allowed her to take us hostage. I don't know how, but I will get us out of this mess, starting with the sale of this house. You have to make a choice. We can't fix this if you continue to sabotage us."
"What choice?" Jenny demanded.
"Your marriage or your mother," Josh said bluntly. "I will not deal with her anymore. I will not continue to pay for her arrogant lifestyle when it jeopardizes the welfare of my children. Listen to me, Jenny, and for God's sake… hear me. I don't want to walk away from you, but I will. I will NOT walk away from my children; they go with me."
Jenny swallowed as a ripple of fear washed over her. She knew he meant it. Josh would never abandon his children as his mother had done to him. He would not leave them. He would fight for them. She knew him and had always admired his commitment to their children. She gazed into his eyes where she saw dread and fear. He expected her to choose her mother over him, but she wouldn't. No, she would not!
"Where will we go and how will we live?"
Josh stepped over, drew her into his arms, and held onto her tightly. They were both shaking. "I don't know yet, but we will survive, if we stick together. I know we can."
* * *
Josh received several threatening calls from Mr. Pugh and his attorney. They claimed his designs and drawings belonged to the company, while at the same time belatedly offering to pay him the standard fee for them. He guessed their lawyer had pulled his credit record and thought he could bully Josh. He knew many things could intimidate him, but them screwing him out of his work was not one.
He was through with Pugh and Barkley Design. He was through with people pushing him around. If he landed in court, at least he had two brothers, two sisters-in-law, and a father who were attorneys.
Josh knew he could settle their financial problems with a single phone call to his father. He was not willing to take that step yet, though. Circumstances had battered his pride to the point where he did not think he had much pride left. Still, he was not willing to take the final humiliating step.
He was playing a game of Mermaid with Emmie, finding all the lost treasures on the computer screen. It hurt him every time she looked at him with her large trusting eyes and smiled, yet she would not speak. She had Jenny's blue eyes, beautiful and now haunting.
The knock on the outside door to the garage office surprised him. Very few people knew he was living in his office. He and Jenny had agreed not to spread the word about their difficulties. He put Emmie down in his chair and answered the door to an old friend.
"Brice! I haven't heard from you in a while! Come in, have a seat. Hold on a second." He bent down and kissed Emmie on the forehead. "Honey, we can finish the game later. Go play with Mommy or Adam, I will come down later after I talk to my friend."
While Emmie left through the connecting door to the house, Josh went over to his old college friend and pulled him into a manly hug. "What brings you to Connecticut?"
"Business, I was already in the area so I thought I would look in on you," Brice Haroldson answered. "We are going to do it. After all these years, we are doing it. Bill Gabriel, Matt Johnson, and me, we have decided to open a firm together. You were in on our plans back in college, so we decided we couldn't leave you out even if you are an Easterner."
Josh shook his head and laughed. "Did you fight it out on where this mythical business would be located or did you flip a coin? My vote never counted much against the three of you. Texas, Oklahoma, New Mexico, who won?"
"None of them, we decided on Montrose, Colorado. The location is close to all the ski areas and is where the big money is located. Everyone wants a mansion overlooking a mountain lake and close to the slopes. It will probably take us another six months to jumpstart into a real business, but we wanted you in on the ground floor if you are interested. By next spring, we should
"What choice?" Jenny demanded.
"Your marriage or your mother," Josh said bluntly. "I will not deal with her anymore. I will not continue to pay for her arrogant lifestyle when it jeopardizes the welfare of my children. Listen to me, Jenny, and for God's sake… hear me. I don't want to walk away from you, but I will. I will NOT walk away from my children; they go with me."
Jenny swallowed as a ripple of fear washed over her. She knew he meant it. Josh would never abandon his children as his mother had done to him. He would not leave them. He would fight for them. She knew him and had always admired his commitment to their children. She gazed into his eyes where she saw dread and fear. He expected her to choose her mother over him, but she wouldn't. No, she would not!
"Where will we go and how will we live?"
Josh stepped over, drew her into his arms, and held onto her tightly. They were both shaking. "I don't know yet, but we will survive, if we stick together. I know we can."
* * *
Josh received several threatening calls from Mr. Pugh and his attorney. They claimed his designs and drawings belonged to the company, while at the same time belatedly offering to pay him the standard fee for them. He guessed their lawyer had pulled his credit record and thought he could bully Josh. He knew many things could intimidate him, but them screwing him out of his work was not one.
He was through with Pugh and Barkley Design. He was through with people pushing him around. If he landed in court, at least he had two brothers, two sisters-in-law, and a father who were attorneys.
Josh knew he could settle their financial problems with a single phone call to his father. He was not willing to take that step yet, though. Circumstances had battered his pride to the point where he did not think he had much pride left. Still, he was not willing to take the final humiliating step.
He was playing a game of Mermaid with Emmie, finding all the lost treasures on the computer screen. It hurt him every time she looked at him with her large trusting eyes and smiled, yet she would not speak. She had Jenny's blue eyes, beautiful and now haunting.
The knock on the outside door to the garage office surprised him. Very few people knew he was living in his office. He and Jenny had agreed not to spread the word about their difficulties. He put Emmie down in his chair and answered the door to an old friend.
"Brice! I haven't heard from you in a while! Come in, have a seat. Hold on a second." He bent down and kissed Emmie on the forehead. "Honey, we can finish the game later. Go play with Mommy or Adam, I will come down later after I talk to my friend."
While Emmie left through the connecting door to the house, Josh went over to his old college friend and pulled him into a manly hug. "What brings you to Connecticut?"
"Business, I was already in the area so I thought I would look in on you," Brice Haroldson answered. "We are going to do it. After all these years, we are doing it. Bill Gabriel, Matt Johnson, and me, we have decided to open a firm together. You were in on our plans back in college, so we decided we couldn't leave you out even if you are an Easterner."
Josh shook his head and laughed. "Did you fight it out on where this mythical business would be located or did you flip a coin? My vote never counted much against the three of you. Texas, Oklahoma, New Mexico, who won?"
"None of them, we decided on Montrose, Colorado. The location is close to all the ski areas and is where the big money is located. Everyone wants a mansion overlooking a mountain lake and close to the slopes. It will probably take us another six months to jumpstart into a real business, but we wanted you in on the ground floor if you are interested. By next spring, we should
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