His Betrayal

More Bad Choices

I should have been more careful, and I knew when I brought Carly to the apartment I was taking a huge risk. Don't get me wrong, I love my wife and I wanted to start a family, but I needed some variety and excitement too. As I watched Jessie walk out the door after her news, I started working on a plan to get her to come back home. I know she stated she was moving, but with a little bit more time to cool off I was sure I could get her to come back home. I don't plan on stopping what I was doing, but I can't bear to lose my wife for something so trivial. I don't understand why she was so worked up about what she saw. I was being careful and I only planned on having a family with her.

I sat down and started thinking of a plan to get Jessie to come back home. It was hard to figure out, since she had been ignoring any calls or texts since leaving. I know if I make a grand gesture of some sort she will come around. What could that be, since I am not sure the exact timetable I am working with. I knew flowers wouldn't cut it because of this mistake. I know she would never agree to a dinner date, she has been looking to start her own practice and she also has been bringing up a house again lately. Maybe if I go out and search for a place for her to open her own practice, or I could scan the local real estate for a potential home. Granted, these were both big gestures that were expensive, but maybe that's all it will need to be. She will be so touched that I was making this attempt that she will come home and we can still wait.

I went to my computer and started looking through the real estate posts for offices and homes to see what was available locally. It took all afternoon but I printed out a few possibilities for both to show Jessie I was serious about us staying together. I had just set all of these printouts on the counter in the kitchen, when I heard my phone alert me, I had a text.

Hey there! Looking for a hook-up tonight? I get off at 6, so where do you want to meet up? It's been a couple weeks and I

could use a little fun..... text me a location.

S**t, that was Sandy and this is probably the worst timing, but I could really use the stress relief. I have got all I can do finished for tonight and having a little fun now won't change anything in my opinion, so I sent her a quick text to just meet me at her place. I won't be making the same mistake twice having someone come here.

I ran up stairs to grab a quick shower and change, then headed out the door and drove across town letting Dean know plans had changed and I would meet up with him later.

Jessie

Turning in my notice at work was harder than I thought it would be because I have loved working with the staff and students so much over the years. I knew I was doing the right thing for me, but it was still hard, just like this next conversation. I had texted Amy deciding it was time to talk to her about what was going on and she could just fill Dean in because he was Mark's friend and I really didn't feel up to talking to him.

I pulled into the parking lot of a local coffee shop and saw that Amy was already sitting at a table with two cups of coffee. I walked up to the table and sat down when she immediately started with the apologies. "Jessie, please don't be mad at me! I really didn't think I was hiding anything horrible, I just thought it was an innocent misunderstanding that was cleared up. I didn't see the harm in not saying anything because I thought it would have been unnecessary to upset you if he really was just with a friend."

I had enough time to calm down and think, and while I didn't like that she didn't tell me, I understood she was not trying to be malicious. "Amy, I am not mad at you, but I still didn't appreciate you leaving that information out. I wanted to let you know that I have hired an attorney and filed for divorce from Mark. The trust is gone and, to be honest, I don't think this was a one-time mistake based off his reactions. I had already told all of this to Mark, and I also told him I would be moving. I just will not be telling him where because I need a clean break and I don't need him showing up on my doorstep there." Amy's eyes shot up and she whispered, "Where are you moving to? Is it close? I don't want to lose you, we have been close almost our whole lives."

"It is out of state and far enough away that I don't have to worry about seeing him, or fearing he will show up on my doorstep begging. I will tell you where I am moving because I want you in my life, but I need it to be made very clear, especially with Dean, that neither of you can share it with Mark. If anything needs to be sent to me by him or any other communication, he needs to go through my attorney." Amy nods in agreement, so I continue, "I am moving to Thomasville, Georgia in a couple weeks. I have already found a job at the local school, I have an apartment lined up, and I am just spending this time finalizing details here before I go. I know it is not close, but I need this because staying here is not an option for me any longer."

"I understand you need this, it just makes me sad that I am losing close proximity to you. You had better believe I am going to help you move down there and get set up. I need to know where I am going when I come visit you, which will be another vacation option for me."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," I stated, laughing. I looked out the window and saw Marks' car pull up along the street across from the coffee shop just outside some apartments and he hopped out. I saw a woman come to the apartment door to let him in and my eyes widened as she practically hurled herself into his arms, making out with him in the doorway. Amy noticed my reaction and looked out the window and I heard her gasp. "What in the world is he doing over there?"

With a sour look, I rolled my eyes and picked up my coffee cup. After taking a drink of it, I added, "Making out with another woman after begging me to stay and telling me that he can't lose me. Seems to me what he can't lose is his extracurricular activities with other women, and the sad part is that she is not the same woman I saw in our bed the other day." Amy looked at me shocked and started tearing up, "Jessie, I am so sorry! I feel like this is my fault because I pushed you to go on the blind date which brought you to this point. I would not have asked you to pretty much give him another chance if I knew all of this, I swear!" She started crying and I got up and went over to give her a hug and said, "Amy, this is all on Mark. This is not my fault, your fault, or Deans. He made his choices and now he will have to deal with the repercussions of his actions." As I stated this to her, I made a mental note to make an appointment with my doctor to get a STI screening and to get my records to take with me.

We finished our coffee and visited for awhile before calling it a day. Amy promised to have a discussion with Dean and then she said she would come to my hotel to help me start getting things in order for my move, promising to have Dean's help since there would be things we need his help on. I walked to my car and drove to my hotel ready for this day to be done.