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Marilyn
She read through that contract and recognised her own handwriting. It was a bit weird to see the name Marrin Huxley and then her signature next to it. She’d read the clause to say she’d change her name to Marrin Reeves once they were married. It wasn’t all that different from Marilyn Riddley’s, and she knew it.
Then the marriage certificate she’d signed everything Marrin Reeves, because that was then her legal name,
and again it was her neatly printed handwriting and the signature was very similar in style to Marilyn Riddleys. She couldn’t deny it to herself that she had signed both of these forms.
Sitting there listening to Wil state things about Calvin and Marrin so very calmly to her, she didn’t know if he was telling the truth or lying and was just very good at it. He was a lawyer and could she’d seen stay calm under pressure, had done so even with Calvin losing it in that conference room. He’d only been mad with
Calvin, not her.
I’m curious Marilyn,” William interrupted her thoughts. “Why did you name the twins Cal and Vin?” he asked her, and she saw there was more than just curiosity in him, a little bit of amusement as well, she thought.
Because he’d already formulated an answer in his mind, she knew.
“Callum and Vincent is what I named them.” She corrected him simply.
“Mm, but when shortened down and said together, those two names become Cal and Vin, which intern rolls into Calvin. I believe that you named them after their father.”
She frowned at him now and even as Liam told her she didn’t have to answer that question, William smiled as he leaned back in his chair. He thought her denial of it meant she also thought this, and it was a clear point
in his or Calvin’s favour.
“I’ll be honest with you, William,” Marilyn told him. “I recalled nothing of my past when I woke up, not who their father was. I didn’t even know I was pregnant, but the dash–cam footage recorded me stating the name Calvin before the accident happened….
“I guess I believed I’d been calling their father, so I named them after the last person I called before I lost my memories.” She told him truthfully, there was no need to lie about it.
“So, you did name them after Calvin then?” he asked.
“You could look at it that way, but if I’d called you and not him, then I’d likely have called something like Wil and Liam.” She shrugged. “That is not undeniable proof now, is it? He also never looked for me. No one did, not even you, who was supposedly my friend and lawyer.”
“That is not true. Calvin searched for weeks all over the world looking for Marrin. We thought you were on the plane. He was devastated at the loss of Marrin. Only no one knew you’d changed your name and closed out everything to do with Marrin. Become Marilyn Riddley.” He sighed heavily.
“Which just shows that not only didn’t I want to be married to him anymore, but I also didn’t want him to know where I was, doesn’t it?” she countered herself. “Otherwise, why would I do all of that, unless I needed
to get away from him, escape away from him.” She offered up.
William sighed this time, “Again, it’s not like that. Calvin did not tell you the real reason why he wanted the
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divorce. He had this crazy plan in his head of a grand gesture that he wanted to show you he loved you. He was in fact waiting for you in Italy with flowers and a new engagement ring. He was going to propose to you for real, and tell you he loved you; a grand gesture. Only it completely backfired.” William muttered.
“What?” she frowned at him now, not really understanding him.
“Calvin is not so good at reading women. I told him it was wrong, and you wouldn’t like it done this way. Wouldn’t understand it, but he being who he is, like a dog with a bone, Calvin didn’t think that he could possibly be wrong.
“That you loved him enough to see it for what it was, and you would understand him and his intentions when you saw him in Italy. Only you never intended to take the trip, allocated to you in the divorce. Took those divorce papers all wrong and I couldn’t tell you what he was up to,
1 was not allowed too, nor could I convince you that he wasn’t trying to get rid of you permanently. Which is what you believed was going on. That Calvin was sending you not on a trip, but out of the country for good.” She saw his look of near exasperation, and then he shook his head.
“It was not how I advised him of how things should go. He wouldn’t even listen to me,” William went on. “You, however, made changes to the divorce agreement, added in three clauses of your own, to suit your thoughts on the matter, I suppose. You walked into my office and told me Calvin could accept them, or you’d just take him to court. You were pissed off about the divorce itself.” He slid a folder across the table a moment later for her to open. “This is what I handed you the day Calvin asked for a divorce, and you’ll see your own amendments: You hand wrote them at the back.” He smiled at her. “I think that will be self–explanatory as to how you as Marrin, actually felt about Calvin.
“I’ve also got the footage of you and him at the airport, if you wish to see it, that clause you insisted on.” he chuckled softly. “I liked it, and Calvin even chuckled when I told him what it was. He just nodded and agreed when he read it. Agreed to it because it was something he himself wanted. But he couldn’t do, due to your contract marriage, and everything he then had planned out for the two of you to come back together.”
Marilyn flipped through the divorce papers and read her three clauses, and there it was again her neatly printed handwriting. She didn’t want the house, but it’s value in cash, on top of the four million that had been
allocated as part of the settlement.
“How much was the house worth?” she asked curiously, recalling the shock of having a 16 million dollar
transfer into her bank account when she’d been able to check it.
“12 million.” Wil stated, “You got a full pay out of 16 million in the divorce.”
She held in the sigh that was trying to escape her. That was the amount of the transfer. Her eyes moved to the clauses she’d apparently written in, Calvin had to personally pick her up and drive her to the airport, then he had to kiss her goodbye, a real proper kiss.
Her eyes moved to Wil, and he smiled right at her. “You wanted, I believe, to know what it was like to kiss the man you loved before leaving him for good.” He stated without hesitation.
It did seem that way even to her with all of this in front of her. She could now see why he had come in person and not included these in the information package. He wasn’t just trying to have her realise it, he was watching her every reaction to what was being put before her. “I could have just simply been making him do something he didn’t want to do!” she stated.
“True.” Wil nodded and slid a USB across the table to her, “on that, is you and Calvin at the airport, that very
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kiss and your reaction to it. Also, Calvin in Italy waiting for you, seeing your plane crash–land and his reaction to it. Do not ever tell Calvin I have given you that. It’s not something he likes to remember or wants others to see. He thought he had gotten rid of all the coples of it. There are also all the news articles and news footage of him during that time when he was searching for you.”
She heard Liam huff from next to her and looked at him, only to have William state “I think your lawyer
believes me at this point.”
7 followed it on the news, most of the world did.” Liam nodded. “It’s not pretty and most of it was during the
time Marilyn was unconscious in the ICU, so she never saw it.
“I did hear people talk about a plane crash in Italy at times. But I didn’t concern myself with it, I had other things going on in my life.” And she did have. She’d been trying to recover from a terrible accident that had left her broken in many ways and with no memory of her past. She’d also been dealing with finding out she was pregnant. She’d been focused only on her health and nothing else had mattered to her at all.
“How is it no one recognised you in the hospital?” William asked curiously.
“Have you seen any of the photos of what I looked like after the car accident or just the accident photos of
the car itself?” she asked.
“All of it,” he commented.
“Well, what you would have seen is I was more than banged up, my face was bruised and swollen, I’d had my head shaved for the emergency surgery and I did not look like myself, had tubes coming out of me everywhere and an oxygen tube down my throat the entire time I was unconscious until. Did you recognise
me in those photos?” she asked.
“No.” William admitted.
“I didn’t look like this,” she waved at her own face “Until I was discharged weeks later, mottled bruising all over my face and body. My driver’s license was from the state of Virginia and stated I was Marilyn Riddley, and I woke up knowing that was my name,” she shrugged.
Wil nodded and, after a moment’s thought, he stated “It’s curious don’t you think, that you retained that and nothing else at all.”
“I guess you can put it down to all of this,” Marilyn pushed the paperwork back to him. “I probably didn’t want to remember anything about that part of my life. I was starting over anew, so I simply didn’t recall it was all.” she shrugged at him.
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