“Jed, I’m not going to keep arguing with you. You should have told me.” Diana sat on the edge of Jed’s hospital bed. The metal rail lowered as his hand rested across her thigh and his dark eyes flared with a fire she hadn’t seen before.
“Diana, stop. I’ll take care of the bank when I get out of here. You’re not going to work. You’ve got Danny to look after. Don’t you think he deserves a mother at home? Haven’t I looked after everything? It’s my responsibility to look after you and Danny.”
She knew he wasn’t hearing her. He pressed the power button to raise the bed at the head until he was almost sitting up. Diana glanced at the closed door, where Brad waited on the other side.
“Jed, I’m your wife. You’re supposed to share everything with me, and you’re hiding things. I knew you weren’t
