CHAPTER 38 Confrontation

Fox was sitting in his office, lost in his thoughts when Ethan walked in.

"Ethan, really...you should start knocking."

Ethan looked at Fox with contempt.

"What's wrong? Had fight with Teresa?"

"It's none of your business."

Ethan smirked.

"Maybe you should take a hint and get the hell out of her life."

"And that would help you a lot, right? Me not been around and giving you easy access to her."

Fox looked up at his half brother.

"Maybe you should think of Gwen for a change. She is in my house with your son. You should probably start to care about him."

"Gwen asked me for a divorce."

"Can't say that I'm surprised."

"In any case, Teresa is fair game."

Fox got up and went around his desk. He stood in front of Ethan.

"I will never let you anywhere near her. She is the mother of my son."

"I am his Godfather."

Fox looked at Ethan and smiled.

"Oh, that's right and in your book, the Godfather is much more important than the father. I cannot believe how much of an idiot you are. Besides, do I look like I give a damn?"

"You should. Teresa is the one who made me Godfather. You see, I didn't have Teresa when she was drunk. I was the first man she ever gave herself to and the beauty of it is that she remembers every second of it, just like I do."

Ethan looked at Fox' angry face and continued.

"You should have heard the things she said, the things she whispered to me. And she always wanted more and more. Even after I told her that it was over between us, she kept coming back, trying to get me back in her life. She will never be yours, Fox. Never."

"Shut up Ethan."

"Well, well...doesn't the truth hurt?"

Without even thinking, Fox's fist connected with Ethan's jaw and the second, they were all over each other in a brawl.

"You son of a bitch. You destroyed her and you still claim that you want her? after all the things that you just said...you are nothing but a disgusting pig."

Ethan punched Fox.

"I'm a pig? You slept with her while she was drunk and vulnerable."

"I didn't even know I did."

Ethan grabbed Fox and threw him on the glass table in the middle of the office. It shattered in thousands and thousands of tiny pieces. He was on the floor, not moving.

"Oh my God, Fox!"

Teresa was walking in the hallway when she heard the crashing sound. She walked in a room that looked like it had been devastated by a tornado. She looked at Ethan who had a guilty look on his face.

"What have you done to him?"

She was running her hand in his hair.

"Why do you have to assume that it's me?"

"Because you're the one standing over him, Ethan."

She turned to Fox.

"Fox, can you hear me?"

His eyes opened and he slowly got up. She helped him to the couch where he laid down. She went to the small refrigerator and pulled a bottle of cold water. She put it on Fox's head and put his hand over it.

"Hold it."

"I'm fine, Teresa."

She looked at the traces on his neck.

"Did he try to choke you?"

She looked at Ethan with anger.

"You tried to choke him? What the hell is wrong with you? He is your brother."

She helped Fox up.

"I'm taking you to the hospital."

"No, I'm fine."

"Don't argue with me, Fox."

"And I said no. I'll just go home and sleep it off."

"Alright. I'll take you home."

She turned to Ethan.

"You and I need to have a serious talk. You can follow us."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Oh, but you are Ethan. We've been putting off this for too long. I think it's time that we have this conversation."

"Fine. I'll meet you at the beach house."

"Fine."

She helped Fox to the door and they left.