Chapter 2

I don’t know how long I lay there sobbing last night, even long after Jason had left the room and I heard his car driving off into the night. I had thought last night—with the dinner and all that he was starting to see reason and know not even knowing that he was cheating on me

Cheating on me

I choked down a sob as I applied mascara to my face to cover all the bruises that Jason had inflicted with his whole hands, while I was disappointed I still couldn’t help but feel like this was my fault—why could I not give him children? Was it that hard? 

I couldn’t even call my parents and tell them what was going on because they are going to do anything to keep me married to Jason. After all, his family paid mine in millions who the hell was going to stop wanting to be benefiting like that. Well that left me with one person I could trust…….Rhea.

Rhea was my best friend back in grade 4, and we have been best buddies ever since. We were practically inseparable, even now—she was the one I trusted with my problems. Maybe if I go to her she would have a good advice for me, Rhea was a therapist and relationship expert, I haven’t told her about Jason and I. I liked to keep what happened in our marriage private, between the two of us but after what happened yesterday I couldn’t hold it down anymore.

I picked up my expensive hand bag and headed to the garage. My driver Roberts was already waiting for me, I lowered my head hoping he didn’t see the bruises on my face or that the mascara covered it up.

“Good morning Ma’am” he said.

“Good morning Roberts” I said raising my face and his brows furrowed. He opened his mouth to say something but he just nodded and opened the door for me. I sighed in relief, I didn’t want to many questions and I didn’t want to explain how Jason had beaten the shit outta me then publicly announce that he wanted a divorce.

Gods, could the week get any worse.

Roberts drove in silence, with one or two glances at the rearview mirror. It looked like he had one or two to say .

“I heard you and Boss arguing yesterday” he started and I laughed—boss? Funny

“There was nothing Roberts” I said and he raised a brow, as if that was an obvious lie, as if my mascara covered bruised face didn’t hide it well enough.

“If you say so, I heard something about a divorce” he countered softly and I scowled, angry at him for reminding me, angry at Jason, angry at life at fate.

“Just drive Roberts, thanks for letting me know that you were eavesdropping” I shot out and he nodded solemnly. I felt guilty talking to him like that Roberts was nice and always wanted to k ow if I was doing okay but for now I was in a mess and I needed to talk to my best friend, she was the only one who could get me out of my mood or give me an advise—something I needed so much right now.

The car stopped in front of the familiar house and I stepped down and turned to go in.

“Should I wait outside for you ma’am” he asked and I shook my head.

“No need Roberts, I will be fine thank you” I said and he nodded and drove off. When I knocked on the door it opened instantly and I grinned when I saw her, her eyes lit up.

“Jesus Vee, long time. What are you doing here?” She asked and I smiled at her.

“Just in trouble and I need your help, like old times huh” I smile at her and jiggled her boobs, “Besides you owe me you vixen” I added and she shook her head.

“Girl you don’t let go eh? Come on in, bacon is on the gas” she said and we walked in. She stared at me and she suddenly frowned.

“Vee?”

“Umm yeah?” I answered and she cocked her head to the side.

“What happened to your face?” She asked and I looked down. Suddenly the urge not to tell anyone what was going on in my marriage nagged at me again.

“Nothing Ree, nothing” I said and Rhea eyes narrowed and she frowned.

“You have a black eye, I know makeup well enough to know that, and you suck at mascara” she retorted and glared at me. 

“I said it’s nothing” I snapped and he chuckled.

“Since when did you defend a black eye?”

“It’s not a black eye” I ground out and she nodded—I sighed in relief, then;

“Did your husband give you that?” Sha asked and I froze, why was she always damn right.

“No, why would you say that, and I don’t have a black eye” I insisted. Rhea stared at me like she wasn’t convinced then she nodded, she stood up and pulled open a fridge and poured me a glass on wine.

“Here drink up, you look like hell” she said and I nodded my thanks. She got up to answer a phone call while I stared around. She wasn’t with anyone and she looked to be doing okay, I suddenly wondered if I really even needed a marriage but I kept thinking of Jason, I couldn’t leave him. I still loved him even after all he did last night.

Something caught the corner of my eye and I raised a book on a shelf and slipped out the photo underneath and my blood ran cold.

In the picture was a recent photo of Jason and……..

Oh my God

Rhea

Rhea was the one Jason was cheating on me with.