Eddy slammed into the wall, pain searing through his skull. "Everything I've done was for my wife!" he roared, though even he didn't know whether he was trying to convince Fernando or himself.
The truth was, Eddy had never cared about anyone's opinion but Blanche's.
Fernando, still reeling from his own concussion, shoved Eddy off. He wasn't in much better shape himself. Gasping for breath, he sneered, "For Laney? Really?"
He let out a bitter laugh. "Did Laney ask you to cheat on her half-sister? Did she beg you to father a child with her? Did she want to watch you two fool around right under her nose?"
"Eddy, you're a complete bastard!" Fernando spat.
Eddy's eyes went frigid, his fist flying toward Fernando's face. Fernando jerked back, but not fast enough—a red welt bloomed across his cheek.
Fernando grabbed Eddy by the collar and drove a hard right hook into Eddy's already injured abdomen. Eddy's guttural growl sounded more animal than human.
He'd wanted to punch him for years.
Eddy's face twisted in pain and fury, his fist clenching tighter, mind fixed on a single thought. "Where are you hiding my wife?"
All pretense, all civility, vanished. The two men tore into each other, pride and dignity lost to the brawl.
Eddy's boot caught Fernando in the chest, knocking him to the floor. "Eddy, I'd die before I tell you where Laney is!"
"Do you have any idea how much pain Laney was in before she left? How hopeless she felt?"
"That night at your cozy housewarming party in the new villa—"
"Laney had just come out of heart surgery!"
"And you let her stand outside Jeannette's window, forced her to watch your disgusting shadows, to hear your moans. She nearly went into cardiac arrest."
Fernando's voice cracked as he coughed, wracked with guilt. "God, I wish I'd confessed to Laney back then and kept her with me. Maybe then she wouldn't be so broken now."
Eddy barely heard him, Fernando's words echoing in his mind.
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