All Chapters of Marry Me For Money: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

HaileyI added a little powder to my nose, fluffed my hair, and pulled my strapless dress up a little. We were both standing in front of the vanity in the bathroom, doing what women did when they visited the bathroom together—we primped.“What do you think?” Mandy asked as she swiped on another slick of lipstick.“Of?” I asked, playing dumb and stalling as I tried to think of something to say.“You know what—Reggie. He’s handsome, right?”I nodded my head. “He is very good looking. How old is he?” I estimated him to be close to forty, which seemed too old for Mandy.“Thirty-nine, which isn’t much older than your future husband, I might add, so don’t lecture me on that.”I smiled. “I wasn’t going to lecture you. The heart wants what it wants.”“You’re dodging the question, which tells me you don’t care for him.”I shrugged a shoulder. “I’m not saying that at all. He seems smart, nice.” I didn’t want to dog on the guy.My gut instinct told me he was a douchebag, but I had thought that a

TerranI woke up with my beautiful fiancée snuggled against me and knew I was a lucky man. I moved to get out of bed when she stopped me.“Hey, Tyson, how’s the hand?” she asked in a groggy voice.I laughed. “Sore, but I’m sure I’ll survive. I need to shower and get ready.” When I got out of the shower, she had a cup of coffee waiting for me, along with a couple ibuprofen.“I figured you’d be a little sore,” she said with a smile.“Thank you. And thank you for taking care of me last night.”She gave me a gentle kiss on the uninjured side of my mouth. “I’ve got to get going. Be good today, and try not to beat anyone else up.”“Ha, ha,” I said in a dry tone.I quickly finished my coffee before heading out. When I reached for the door handle, I realized just how sore my hand was. My knuckles were an ugly purple and swollen. I wasn’t going to be doing any major typing today.I walked into the office, doing my best not to make direct eye contact with anyone. I had escaped a black eye, but

HaileyAfter leaving Terran’s condo, I called Mandy. She didn’t answer. I wanted to believe she was at work or in the shower, but I knew her reason for not answering was far more than that. She was pissed at me. I had ruined her dinner the night before and possibly cost her a boyfriend she really liked. I had to tell her what Terran told me and make her believe it. I believed him one-hundred percent, but I knew Mandy would be reluctant to take whatever Terran said at face value.I was dreading the coming encounter. Mandy hadn’t texted me back last night or this morning. I was worried about her. I could only imagine the story Reggie had come up with to explain the fight. I believed Terran. He had no reason to lie. I didn’t like Reggie from the moment I met him, and I didn’t care if that was judgmental. I parked my car and looked around the parking lot. When I saw Mandy’s car, my stomach did a little flip-flop.I took a deep breath, steeling my nerves and heading inside, waving and smil

TerranI felt like I owed Hailey a nice dinner out, just the two of us. I had made a mess of our last night out together and wanted to make it up to her. No more double dates for me for a good long while, not unless I knew the other guy.We were going casual tonight, mostly because I wasn’t sure I’d be allowed into any of the upscale restaurants I normally frequented. My little escapade had been the talk of the office all day yesterday. I was ashamed of the way I had reacted, but the guy deserved it. It was hard not to defend myself and try to explain my side of the story. I wanted to scream the guy had it coming. Instead, I kept my mouth shut and my head down. I couldn’t afford to bring any more attention to myself, especially with Lance breathing down my neck.I knocked on Hailey’s door, excited to see her. She’d slept at her place last night, and I found I really missed her when we were apart.“Hey, you,” she said, pulling open the door.I grabbed her and kissed her, needing to fee

HaileySomething was very wrong. The man looked as if he had just been deposited in front of a firing squad.“Terran, should we go to the hospital? What’s wrong? You’re worrying me.” I reached out to grab his hand and gave it a good squeeze.He looked at me, and I could see sadness in his eyes before he looked over my shoulder and glared. I turned back to see a man walking toward us, his gaze intent on Terran. I knew immediately the man was not a friend. He looked evil.I bristled when the man’s green-eyed gaze turned to me. I instinctively knew they were somehow related. Without asking, the man pulled a chair over to our table and sat far too close to me, smiling with what I read as malicious intent.“Uh, excuse me,” I hissed.The man smiled again. “Forgive my interruption. I’m Lance, Terran’s uncle.” He extended a hand.I looked at Terran for confirmation. He didn’t deny the connection. I shook Lance’s hand and waited. Obviously, this was not a happy reunion.“What can I do for you,