Get your purse and let’s go.” If Simone didn’t leave soon, Wellington would be late picking up Jada. “I told you he wasn’t your son. Just admit that I was right and you were wrong, and I’ll leave.” Simone followed Wellington into his bedroom. “I have one better,” Wellington said, putting on a splash of cologne. “Darius is my son. So are you prepared to let Jada meet Junior?” “Hell, no! You’d better not bring Junior anywhere near her lying ass. My son is not related to her or Darius.” “Don’t sit down on my bed. Let’s go. And what do you mean your son?” Wellington had already decided Jada could meet Junior whenever she wanted because Junior was his son, too. “Where’re you going?” Simone sat back on the bed, looked at her watch, and said, “Why are you all dressed up and smelling good and it’s not even eleven o’clock?” “That’s why I divorced you, remember? For the last time, Simone, let’s go.” Wellington left her sitting on the bed and went downstairs.
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