Muriel has had her life sculpted and figured out by her well-renowned defense attorney father since she was a child. His Moto: Head down, do your schoolwork, be the best, and always do the right thing.
But what happens when she catches her father wi...
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The most important priority is getting the hell out of here with Muriel. That exchange was bloody brutal and I can still wager the bastard is going on about it downstairs with our families.
Once I get Murry into my car and calmed down we can discuss everything that was said and make sure she is alright.
That whore comment nearly had me fucking seeing red. It took every ounce not to reopen the recently healed gash on my knuckles and pummel Henry for that.
Then me confessing my love for her...Fucking shit. I did not mean to say it, it simply popped out because he had to know I didn't prey on Muriel or some shit. For some unknown reason, Henry believes me to be a damn sewer rat.
I had to beat him to the punch before he manipulated everyone down there, including Muriel. However, though, she held her own rather well against him. I hardly was even needed.
Some of what she said to him was mad. Fucking bad ass.
I'm forcing down my pleased smile because this poor girl is humiliated.
A sniffle comes from her and she expels a shaky breath then throws another bundle of clothes into her suitcase then zips it up.
"You good?" I ask her grabbing her suitcase from her and she rubs her face and swipes her glasses from the side table and sticks them on top of her head.
"Yes."
I lead the way, ignoring the arguments still in full swing, mostly by Henry only. When we begin down the first-floor staircase Henry's heated glare finds Muriel's suitcase in my hands.
"Muriel, you need to stop running from everything in your life. Your mother and I did not raise you like this. This is not acceptable."
"Henry, just drop it." Jolene urges, the group has moved closer down the hall, while Henry begins to follow Muriel from below, still badgering her.
"Muriel, don't be a fool." Henry spits out a pompous laugh, "He doesn't love you, Sweetheart. You know this, you're an intelligent girl."
I inhale a deep breath through my nose and don't falter in reaching the open front door.
"Henry!" Jolene surprises everyone with her loud yell, I've not once ever heard her yell before.
Henry twists around to speak to his wife, "Come on, Jo. We all know what this is! He's going to talk her into uncrossing her legs then toss her out for the media to devour, they belong to two different worlds."
"Henry, that's enough! You can take your things and leave my house." Dad interjects loudly.
"Well, guess what, Dad?!" Muriel grips the banister and glares down at him while I press my lips into a line already knowing what she's about to say. "I already uncrossed them. Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the goddamn tree!"
