He Said It Was A Bet, I Made It His Last One Chapter 06

He Said It Was A Bet, I Made It His Last One Chapter 06

“Is this Callum Rourke?”

“Yes.”

“This is the Bellweather Police Department. We’ve received a report about an unauthorized transfer from

another person’s bank account.”

The color drained from Callum’s face.

“The person who filed the report wants the forty-five thousand dollars returned.”

“If the money isn’t returned, we’ll continue investigating this as a possible criminal matter.”

Tamsin noticed the look on his face.

“Callum?”

She tried to hide her smile.

“Did Maren refuse to come apologize?”

Then her tone softened.

“It’s okay if she doesn’t. I wasn’t really going to…”

“It was the police.”

Those four words wiped the smile from her face.

“The police?”

Her eyes widened.

“She called them because of what happened at lunch?”

Callum looked like he’d seen a ghost.

“She reported the transfer.”

“She wants the forty-five thousand back.”

Tamsin visibly relaxed.

Callum held out his hand.

“Give me your phone.”

“Why?”

“She won’t answer mine.”

Tamsin handed it over without thinking.

By the time she realized what she’d done, it was too late.

Callum opened the call history.

His face hardened.

“Why do you have Maren’s number?”

He looked up.

“Why did you call her this morning?”

Tamsin immediately reached for the phone.

Callum moved it out of reach.

“Tell me the truth.”

“It’s nothing.”

She looked away.

“I must have called her by accident.”

“Tamsin.”

His voice sharpened.

“I’ve known you too long not to know when you’re lying.”

“Try again.”

She squeezed her eyes shut.

“I just wanted her to back off and stop clinging to you.”

She lifted her chin.

“You’re married to me now.”

Callum looked furious, but he had no answer.

He used her phone to call me.

Each time he called, he got the same automated message saying the call couldn’t be completed.

He tossed the phone back to Tamsin and headed toward the parking garage.

She hurried after him.

“Why are you in such a rush?”

“We’ll just give the money back.”

“I’m going home.”

He didn’t slow down.

“If you can’t keep up, order a rideshare.”

Tamsin stopped dead.

“You know I get carsick!”

Her voice rose sharply.

“And you expect me to get into one of those disgusting rideshares?”

“Are you doing this on purpose?”

Callum spun around.

“Maren gets carsick too.”

His voice was cold.

“She can take them. Why can’t you?”

The second the words left his mouth, he froze.

For the first time, he seemed to hear himself.

Only then did he realize how badly he’d treated me.

When he’d first bought the car, he’d told me it was for us.

No more standing in the rain trying to find a cab.

No more scrambling for a ride whenever I wanted to visit my parents’ graves.

We’d be able to drive ourselves.

So I’d paid half the down payment.

But once he got the car, it became Tamsin’s,

The floor mats had her favorite Bluebell Bunny pattern.

The charm hanging from the mirror belonged to her.

Even the passenger seat was adjusted for her height.

None of the promises Callum had made before buying the car ever came tr

I had helped pay for it.

And somehow, I’d barely sat in it.

The entire drive home, regret gnawed at him.

Tamsin noticed how quiet he’d become.

“You always said Maren was easygoing.”

She tried to reassure him.

“Just apologize when we get back.”

“She’ll forgive you.”

But when they reached the apartment, every trace of me was gone.