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he had actually listened to her and that she had made some headway. Feeling like she needed to speak to someone about what had just happened, she picked up the telephone receiver from its cradle on the nightstand but she was taken aback to hear ringing on the other end. Realising that Sandro was on the extension downstairs she was about to put the phone down when the ringing stopped abruptly.
    “Jackson Noble,” her father’s voice snapped into her ear and her eyes widened in shock. Sandro and her father did not get along and she was surprised to realise that Sandro had actually willingly called the older man. More than a little curious, she hesitated before replacing the receiver but that brief hesitation proved to be enough to keep her riveted to the phone.
    “Your daughter wants a divorce,” was his opening sally and Theresa’s fingers tightened around the phone.
    “What are you talking about? Divorce is not an option and you know that!” Her father astounded her by responding.
    “Yes,” Sandro’s voice was dryer than the desert in summer. “ I know that but it appears that she does not. You didn’t tell her about our agreement?” What agreement ?
    “Of course not,” Jackson Noble III scoffed contemptuously. “She would never have married you if I had… the little twit fancied herself in love with you!” Her father laughed harshly and Theresa winced. Her free arm wrapped around her midriff as she tried to keep her nausea at bay. Sandro did not react to her father’s last statement.
    “I thought she knew… that she’d gone into this marriage consenting to sell herself for the sake of your sadistic little contract. Daddy’s good little girl to the very end!” He finally said after a long pause.
    “Would it have changed your mind if you’d known you were marrying a naïve little fool, who thought you epitomized her every dream come true?”
    “And she has no idea what the terms of our agreement are?” Sandro finally asked slowly.
    “Well I assumed she would discover them from you eventually…”
    “Are you telling me that she married me believing that I was in love with her ?” He sounded humiliatingly incredulous that Theresa would ever have believed him in love with her.
    “Of course,” her father snorted, she could practically hear the careless shrug in her words.
    “And you just went ahead and let her believe that?”
    “I know it was a ridiculous assumption on her part but it played right into our hands. It was like watching a sleepy kitten fall in love with a roaring lion,” her father laughed, he actually laughed , after saying that. “But I doubt she would have married you otherwise.”
    “‘Played into our hands’? There’s no us here, Jackson. I had nothing to do with your obscene little scheme.”
    “Oh spare me your sanctimonious drivel, Sandro…” her father scoffed. “It smacks of hypocrisy when you gained a hell of a lot out of this deal. And even if you’d known about Theresa’s expectations it would have made no difference to the eventual outcome. You know that as well as I do.”
    “She’s your daughter !” Sandro suddenly roared furiously. “That should have meant something to you.”
    “Of course it meant something to me… it meant that she could at last be of some use to me! Her role in my life is now quite vital. So you’d better keep her happy, get her pregnant and stop her prattling on about divorce. You know what you stand to lose if your marriage dissolves before I get what I want.”
    “I had a life before this ridiculous arrangement… and I would like to get back to it at some point,” Sandro finally intoned and Theresa bit her lip hard to stop herself from crying out at the knowledge that her husband had always considered their marriage to be something outside of his real life! She had never met his family, all of whom lived in Italy. He visited them every second month for at least two weeks and never bothered asking her to join him. Of