Chapter 5

Riley's Pov 

I couldn't stay there washing as my husband was having the type of sex he had never done to me with my sister. I fled from the office all the way to Claire's house. I didn't know how I got there, because the journey from our house to her house was such a long one, but before I knew it, I was out of the door, knocking at her door.

She opened the door, "Riley!" She called out her surprises.

I covered my face with my hands and burst into more tears at her doorpost with no word said.

She immediately paved a way for me to enter her house and she led me in to sit on the sofa in her sitting room. I think she could sense that I was not ready to talk, so she only sat down with me, patting my back in her way of comforting me.

I wept bitterly like I would never weep again. My heart was heavy and my head was banging like my head was the field house of about twenty-two players on a football pitch, the mucus in my nose was rolling like the stinking germs in a running water, and my eyes were blurred with my tears dropping like rainwater, I knew my eyes must be so red by now.

"I caught them together," I told Claire, "Ethan had his hands on Sophie and his lips were locked on hers," I explained to her.

She did not listen to more words, "Have you drafted the divorce papers yet?" Claire asked me.

My wailing increased, and I could bet that my cries echoed around the street of her house, and it must be disturbing her neighbors. I did not mind it at all. Instead, I increased my cries with my mouth spread widely apart.

"I can't divorce him," I told Claire. "I love him too much to let Sophia have him."

She looked at me with surprise in her eyes and her head was so red she almost looked like someone who swallowed a cockroach. "You must be fucking with me right now."

"No, I'm not," I told her tearfully.

She stood up on her feet and stood akimbo with her eyes looking deeply at me, as if she wanted to put the words she was about to say into my head and make me act on them, "You are out of your mind, Riley. What the hell are you telling me? How can you be willingly wishing to inherit who your sister has fucked? When are you going to understand that Sophia planned all this by herself and she's winning? That you are just a pawn in a game and so is Ethan?"

"You see, like you said, nothing is real about everything. When she realizes that Ethan cannot be hers, she will let it rest. What I have to do now is to think of ways to keep Ethan back on his feet."

Her raised shoulders slumped and she flung her hands in the air, showing that she didn't care anymore and that she was mad, "Good luck with that."

She fell on the sofa beside me, and I quickly wiped my eyes. 'I should be looking for a solution, not sitting down here crying.' I thought.

A thought suddenly came to my mind, 'I should take Ethan to a couple's therapy sessions.'

That felt like the perfect solution and I wonder why it took me that long to think of that. I immediately stood up from the sofa and faced Claire, "Thank you, Claire. I'd better go now. I think I know what to do to keep my husband," I said to her and I ran out of her house before she could stop me.

"Don't come over to my house crying again." She shouted after me and I waved her off.

When I returned to the mansion, Ethan was pacing the sitting room.

I ran to meet him, pretending that I had never seen anything. I was talking to him, and I looked like a possessed being. "Ethan, I just came up with an idea, let's go for the couple's therapy sessions together. There, we will be able to learn more about marriages and how to treat each other right."

He grabbed my shoulders, and his eyes lingered on my eyes, trying to see if something was wrong with me. "Are you okay, Riley? Aren't you supposed to be talking about what you saw in my office?"

I shook my head, "No, I saw nothing. Let's go to the therapy section together."

That solved all our problems at that moment, and that marked the beginning of the therapy session, and for days it was going as planned until one day, when we tried to put the therapy session into practice, we planned a date together.

Ethan never showed up, and it was raining cats and dogs. I couldn't wait at the location after waiting for two hours. I returned home, and what I met at home left me in a daze. I stumbled on my feet and fell on my butt.

Ethan was sitting on the couch with Sophia in his arms. They both had popcorn in their hands and were watching a movie on the television while I was there in the rain waiting for him. That broke me more than everything he had ever done.

"Ethan!" I shouted, and tears stung my eyes, "I was waiting for you at the restaurant."

He looked at me with a smirk on his face. "Don't you get it? Is it too hard to get, or are you just too dumb to realize it? You and I are not compatible together, I am better off with Sophia than I am with you. Take," He threw a paper in a leather file at me, "That is the divorce paper. Take it and leave. I don't want you anymore."

I cried on the floor, "Ethan."

That seemed to anger him. He stood up from his seat and came to me to get hold of my hand, he threw me out of the house in the heavy rain, and locked the door behind me.

I cried in the rain and had nowhere to go but to return to Claire and to tell her she was right.

That was when it happened. Claire wanted to cheer me up, so she took me to the bar, and I got wasted and spent my night with Aiden Cole, moaning his name nonstop as he gave me the pleasure I so much missed.