Part XXIII
Fox sat in the solarium with Little Ethan dressed for the night on his lap and a story book in his hand. He opened the book and started reading until the child fell asleep. He then called one of the maids to put him to bed. As soon as he was gone, Ethan walked in the room and stared at Fox.
"Trouble in paradise?"
Fox looked up at Ethan and stood up facing him.
"What do you want, Ethan?"
"Nothing, I was just wondering why you moved to the other wing two weeks ago."
"It's none of your business, Ethan. What I do is private and you would be wise to butt out."
"Seeing as the truth came out about your sordid little obsession over Whitney.."
"Wait a minute. How did you know about this?"
Ethan didn't reply, instead he looked at Fox with a smirk on his face.
"So, you couldn't stand to see me happy. You couldn't stand that she was happy with someone other than you, so you went ahead and just told her what you thought you knew. How did you know? Whitney couldn't have told you, Dylan hates too much to tell you anything. And I sure as hell never tell you anything."
"Give me more credit than that, Fox, will you?"
Fox crossed his arms on his chest and waited, but the impatience was starting to mount in him as fast as the anger and the resentment he was feeling towards Ethan. He felt them like never before.
"Let me tell you something, Fox. Next time you're about to reveal something as big as the name of the woman you love, make sure that the door is closed properly. You see, Fox, my brother, I overheard you talking to Teresa after she was shot and how it was Whitney."
"And if you had stuck long enough, Ethan, you would have heard that Whitney never meant anything to me and that it was always Teresa I loved, not Whitney."
Ethan laughed and approached Fox so that their faces were only inches apart, taunting him.
"I know that, Fox. I know that Whitney never meant anything real to you, like I know exactly how much you love Teresa, because remember, I was there at the hospital. And I know you didn't marry her just because you wanted her to keep her son, but you married her because you loved her."
"So, if you know all of this Ethan, why do what you did?"
"Because I hate you."
"Well, the feeling is mutual Ethan. But you see, the person who is hurting right now is Teresa. You claim you love her and yet, you go ahead and at every chance you get, you hurt her. I love her and I unlike you, believe her and I will fight for her because she is by far the best thing in my life."
"Well, Fox.be happy while it lasts, because Teresa won't be around forever. She'll wise up and ask for a divorce eventually. I mean it's has been two weeks since you moved out of your bedroom, it's been two weeks since you two are not sharing a bed, and it's been two weeks since I don't hear moaning and saying your name when you make love to her. She isn't even speaking to you, she can't even bring herself to look at you."
"So I'm assuming this is your little victory, isn't Ethan. And for the record, half brother, Teresa is not about to ask for a divorce because her and I share something special. You had your chance with her, you blew it."
"See, Fox.that's where you're mistaken. There was a time when her and I shared something special as well. And I know we can have it again once you're out of the picture."
Fox looked at Ethan with surprise, but then again he asked himself, 'should I be surprised that Ethan is talking like that?' He knew that Ethan still loved Teresa very deeply and he knew that he was dragging Gwen like a dead weight.
"Wishful thinking on your part won't bring her back to you, Ethan. Her and I are married, she loves me."
"No, she loves me."
It was Fox's turn to look at Ethan with a smirk on his face.
"Sure, Ethan.keep living in your world of disillusion. Face the truth once and for all. She has moved with her life with me. Like I said, she is married to me and her and I will be starting a family soon, so butt out of our lives."
Fox left the solarium and Ethan stood there, staring at empty hallway. He then went to window and looked on as Fox sat on bench in the gazebo and bent his head down, running his hand in his hair. Ethan had a smile.
"Fox doesn't seem so sure anymore. He is nervous.I have to speak to Gwen and Teresa."
Fox sat in the solarium with Little Ethan dressed for the night on his lap and a story book in his hand. He opened the book and started reading until the child fell asleep. He then called one of the maids to put him to bed. As soon as he was gone, Ethan walked in the room and stared at Fox.
"Trouble in paradise?"
Fox looked up at Ethan and stood up facing him.
"What do you want, Ethan?"
"Nothing, I was just wondering why you moved to the other wing two weeks ago."
"It's none of your business, Ethan. What I do is private and you would be wise to butt out."
"Seeing as the truth came out about your sordid little obsession over Whitney.."
"Wait a minute. How did you know about this?"
Ethan didn't reply, instead he looked at Fox with a smirk on his face.
"So, you couldn't stand to see me happy. You couldn't stand that she was happy with someone other than you, so you went ahead and just told her what you thought you knew. How did you know? Whitney couldn't have told you, Dylan hates too much to tell you anything. And I sure as hell never tell you anything."
"Give me more credit than that, Fox, will you?"
Fox crossed his arms on his chest and waited, but the impatience was starting to mount in him as fast as the anger and the resentment he was feeling towards Ethan. He felt them like never before.
"Let me tell you something, Fox. Next time you're about to reveal something as big as the name of the woman you love, make sure that the door is closed properly. You see, Fox, my brother, I overheard you talking to Teresa after she was shot and how it was Whitney."
"And if you had stuck long enough, Ethan, you would have heard that Whitney never meant anything to me and that it was always Teresa I loved, not Whitney."
Ethan laughed and approached Fox so that their faces were only inches apart, taunting him.
"I know that, Fox. I know that Whitney never meant anything real to you, like I know exactly how much you love Teresa, because remember, I was there at the hospital. And I know you didn't marry her just because you wanted her to keep her son, but you married her because you loved her."
"So, if you know all of this Ethan, why do what you did?"
"Because I hate you."
"Well, the feeling is mutual Ethan. But you see, the person who is hurting right now is Teresa. You claim you love her and yet, you go ahead and at every chance you get, you hurt her. I love her and I unlike you, believe her and I will fight for her because she is by far the best thing in my life."
"Well, Fox.be happy while it lasts, because Teresa won't be around forever. She'll wise up and ask for a divorce eventually. I mean it's has been two weeks since you moved out of your bedroom, it's been two weeks since you two are not sharing a bed, and it's been two weeks since I don't hear moaning and saying your name when you make love to her. She isn't even speaking to you, she can't even bring herself to look at you."
"So I'm assuming this is your little victory, isn't Ethan. And for the record, half brother, Teresa is not about to ask for a divorce because her and I share something special. You had your chance with her, you blew it."
"See, Fox.that's where you're mistaken. There was a time when her and I shared something special as well. And I know we can have it again once you're out of the picture."
Fox looked at Ethan with surprise, but then again he asked himself, 'should I be surprised that Ethan is talking like that?' He knew that Ethan still loved Teresa very deeply and he knew that he was dragging Gwen like a dead weight.
"Wishful thinking on your part won't bring her back to you, Ethan. Her and I are married, she loves me."
"No, she loves me."
It was Fox's turn to look at Ethan with a smirk on his face.
"Sure, Ethan.keep living in your world of disillusion. Face the truth once and for all. She has moved with her life with me. Like I said, she is married to me and her and I will be starting a family soon, so butt out of our lives."
Fox left the solarium and Ethan stood there, staring at empty hallway. He then went to window and looked on as Fox sat on bench in the gazebo and bent his head down, running his hand in his hair. Ethan had a smile.
"Fox doesn't seem so sure anymore. He is nervous.I have to speak to Gwen and Teresa."
