Chapter Fifty-eight

Catherine's POV:

My heart jumped when I heard the clatter of John's fork against his plate. Jason looked at me and I gave him a reassuring smile, not wanting him to worry over this.

Michael didn't look like he was taking any of this anymore and to be very honest, John wasn't helping things either. I'd expected him to keep quiet and even try to respect the fact that he was in Michael's home.

I was ready for Michael's backlash. John needed to learn that he had to respect boundaries and people's home. Of course, I knew he hated Michael with everything within him but making it this obvious was the wrongest thing to do.

"I came to visit Catherine and the kids."

Michael nodded and began to push his food around his plate with his fork. I had no idea why seeing him so calm scared the hell out of me. I'd expected him to lash out at least. I'd expected him to pour out his anger on either of us both but he didn't.

Now, I wasn't used to Michael being calm in situations like