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I dropped what I was doing immediately and quickly walked into the restaurant to get a better look at what was going on and to break up any love fest that might be happening between those two. They were seated across from each other at a corner table out of the way but I saw her long blond hair the minute I walked into the place. I walked over there with a real purpose and confronted them as they were looking into each others eyes and holding hands. She was so surprised seeing me there in front of her she gasped for air. The asshole looked up at me and told me to get lost, he and his girl were about to have lunch. I slapped him across the face so fast and so hard his head turned as if it was on a swivel, I saw blood ant teeth flying out from the front of his face and then I punched him right in the neck. He must have thought he was going to die and maybe he was. I really hadn't made up my mind yet as to how much bodily damage I'd impart on this arrogant asshole.
He was knocked off his chair and laying on the floor gasping for breath and holding his neck. Debbie was crying and saying she was sorry and that she'd never been alone with him before. I started kicking him in the ribs and then the balls asking her who was this asshole and why was she cheating on me with him? She couldn't get out anything understandable except she was sorry and she loved me, blah, blah, blah! That shit just wouldn't cut it for me and I told her so. I also told her she was no longer welcome in my home and her shit would be out on the lawn tomorrow morning. Once I was through kicking the living shit out of the asshole I bent over and told her she'd better not say she recognized who did this to her boyfriend or she'd be next. She knew me well enough to know I wasn't fooling around so I felt confident she'd tell the police whatever bullshit story she came up with and not mention my name. Hell she's been lying so good to me for God knows how long so a few lies to the cops wouldn't be any problem for an experienced liar like her.
I texted my guys setting up the exhibits telling them something's come up and I was leaving. I got back a reply telling me not to worry about it and take care. I went home and started throwing her shit into garbage bags and tossing them out on the front lawn. I called a locksmith from the car and agreed to pay extra if they could do the job today, ASAP. The guys truck was there in front of my house when I pulled up, how's that for service? We both finished about the same time. All the locks on my house have been changed and all her shit was now outside on the lawn ready for her to pick up. I knew there was a chance some of her shit would be gone by the time she got here but I really didn't give a shit about her anymore. It really surprised me just how fast the love I once felt for her had turned to hate. That was the truth too, I really no longer loved or even like her anymore. I was already over her and in just 1 afternoon too. That's how much she hurt me by doing what she did.
When I finally sat down with a nice glass of Scotch I turned my phone back on. MY mailbox was full of messaged from Debbie begging for me to talk to her, to forgive her and assuring me that she never even kissed the guy. She must have said she was sorry over 100 times but none of that mattered anymore. The only thing that mattered was she went to that hotel with the intention of sleeping with that asshole thinking she could get away with betraying me. She should have known better by now. She should have known that infidelity is something I could never forgive, not in a million years. Guess she forgot her vows and promises she made to me when we were engaged and then when we got married. I was very thankful that we didn't actually have children yet. That would have been a real tragedy and an expensive mess indeed. This house was willed to me by my grandmother before Debbi and I ever met so she'd have no claim on it, and the money we had in the bank was nothing to fight over either. The Bitcoin I owned was a different story but she knew nothing about that so again, no big deal.
Her father and mother came calling a couple of hours later. I knew what this was all about and even though I liked them and they've always been good to me, there was no way I'd let them talk me into taking back their cheating daughter. I answered the door and let them inside. I knew what was coming but I'd remain resolute and I wouldn't back down. Her mother kissed my cheek and said that it looked like Debbie created a real big mess, but that it didn't result in her actually cheating on me. I stopped her right there by saying she was completely wrong there, Debbie began her affair the first time she thought about her boyfriend before she thought of her marriage. I want on saying that I was sure that if I checked her text messages, voice and emails that I'd find inappropriate communications between her boyfriend and her. I said that Debbie has been cheating on me for months and just because I happened to be there and beat lover boy to a pulp didn't excuse what Debbie was doing with him in the first place. They had no comeback at all.
Her father said he understood my position and that he'd probably feel the same way, but couldn't I wait until I filed for a divorce until I cooled off? I said he was already too late because I called me attorney, who was also a good friend, at home already and he was preparing the papers as we speak. I said Debbie would be served Monday at work so it was already too late to turn the clock back for me. I asked them both to ask their daughter if she was ever confused about my feelings on infidelity, ask her if we hadn't talked it to death before we were ever married? I said we both agreed that there would be no coming back from infidelity, no second chances under any circumstances. I told them that Debbie knew what would happen if she ever cheated on me, well she cheated and now I'm divorcing her. I said she could now be free to sleep with however many men she chose, but never with me again. I said tell her that ship has sailed and it's over.
They left sadder than when then came, but I was sure they understood and realized that my mind was made up. The rest of the weekend I spent with my parents and the rest of my family. They were surprised by what I told them about catching Debbie at the Marriot with another guy. My brother laughed because they said they read a story in the paper about some guy who was out with a married woman and was sent to the hospital in critical condition for his stupidity. My brother Jeff said he was surprised that I wasn't caught and arrested but the article said the married woman said she had no idea who beat her friend up, that she didn't recognize him at all. They didn't mention Debby by name but everyone seemed to be finding out that it was she who was the cheating wife. The asshole she was there with was a guy she worked with and when it was discovered that they were having an affair, they both lost their jobs, their benefits, their severance and received no letter of recommendation for new employment. Their lives were ruined. His wife also was divorcing him too but he was still comatose so he didn't really know how bad off he was and would be. His pain and suffering would make me smile for months on end.
Debbie was served that Monday at work and that's when her life really began to crumble. She lost her husband, her marriage, her future security and her career all due to her own greed and stupidity. I refused her every attempt at reconciliation, I wouldn't even talk to her. She had to go through my attorney for everything. I knew she'd hate not being in control of any of this but she did it to herself! My lawyer wasn't able to fend everything off and I was forced into marriage counseling with her for 12 weeks. If I refused, I have to go to jail instead. I admitted to my lawyer that jail just might be preferable to having to sit with her for 12 weeks listening to all her lies and excuses. He talked me into just going and not saying much of anything when I was there, so I agreed. Our first combined secession was a disaster. Debbie tried hugging me but I put my hand up and told her she was not allowed to touch me, not ever. She backed up but started crying harder. I said nothing more.
The counselor asked Debbie what her goals were from these secessions. She replied in what sounded like a rehearsed reply that she wanted for my forgiveness and to reconcile with me. She said she never actually had sex with the guy, never even kissed him, She did admit that she probably would have gone through with it but she was so glad that I stopped her before she went too far. Then it was my turn to say what my goals were. I looked straight ahead at the therapist and said that I wanted Debbie to give up this sham and to give me my divorce ASAP. I said there was no chance at all that I'd ever forgive Debbie and I wouldn't stop the divorce. I said if I was forced to be here every week to say the same exact thing over and over I'd do that if it meant that I'd be free of Debbie for good. Debbie was crying harder now and begging for me to please forgive her. All I said was NEVER!
The next several secessions were duplicates of the first one. Debbie just couldn't get it through her head that she did cheat on me and just because I stopped it from ending up in actual sex, what she'd done to me for months when she allowed that guy to take up space in her heart was cheating and I wouldn't ever forgive cheating. The counselor was starting to realize that what Debbie thought and what she wanted weren't true and that I'd never change my mind. At the end of the 6th secession she asked me if I could stay around for a few minutes so we could talk without Debbie? I nodded and sat back down waiting for Debbie to leave. When the door closed leaving the therapist and me alone in the room she looked at me with a very serious look and asked me if there was anything that anyone could do to get me to try putting this behind me and try working toward reconciliation with my wife? i looked at her and told her that there was nothing and no one who could ever get me to forget or forgive this. I said that all I wanted was to be free from Debbie so I could move on with the rest of my life in peace.
She looked down at her desk and said that she thought that would be my answer. Then she told me she'd tell the judge that this marriage couldn't be salvaged and that he should grant me my divorce. She said she'd meet with Debbie alone next week but I didn't have to come back again. We shook hands and I walked out a happy man. I called my lawyer from the car on the way to dinner. He was glad to hear that my punishment was now over and we would be able to move forward with the divorce. He said that Debbie would not be happy with the counselors decision but she couldn't do anything about that. The court would take the counselors word on the matter and the judge would grant the divorce quickly.
I didn't hear anything from Debbie that whole next week. It was unusual but it certainly didn't disappoint me. The Wednesday night counseling secession was scheduled to begin in half an hour and I wouldn't be there. I was actually on a date with a girl I knew from work. She was in the accounting department and I was the warehouse supervisor. Our jobs did cross when it came to inventory discrepancies, payroll questions and even shipping and receiving document questions. I've known her for the past 3 years ever since I started working here. I knew she was sweet on me and we always flirted but being married I never let get any farther than that. Once the word got out that I was getting divorced my stock with the ladies there increased almost immediately. Even some married women let me know they were available for some fun anytime I wanted some. I was flattered and always thanked them for their interest, but I also said I'd never be involved with a married woman. I told each of them that's how my marriage broke up and I would never do that to another husband. That just seemed to endear me to them more!
June from accounting was divorced with a young son, Her ex-husband was a well known lowlife and cheat so no one was surprised when she kicked him out. The court awarded her alimony and child support but he was years behind on both. I had to pay him a visit breaking every finger on both hands and twisting both shoulders out of joint before he finally got the message to pay his back support to his ex and never be late again. Two weeks later June received a certified check with all the back support brought up to date. She acted surprised but she was also grateful for my help. I just winked at her and said anytime at all. That's really how we started dating. She incited me over for a home cooked meal to say thanks and then the next Friday I took her out for dinner. Before we knew it we were going pretty hot and heavy. We'd take her son to the zoo or the circus as well as to restaurants where he liked to eat, Chili's was his favorite so we went there often.
After that nights date my home phone was ringing as soon as I walked in the door. I answered it and on the other end was Debbie crying up a storm. It took about 10 minutes for her to calm down before I could understand anything she was saying. She kept apologizing to me and said she finally realized that she broke our marriage beyond anyone's ability to fix it. I told her that she needed to accept that fact, sign the divorce papers so we both could move on. Then she said she didn't want to move on without me because she always loved me, even back then when she was losing her mind and let that asshole get closer to her that any married woman ever should, she still loved me. I didn't say anything back to her and just waited. Then she told me that she had a good talk with the counselor tonight and she told her that she's recommending to the judge to grant me my divorce. I said that this was always going to be the final outcome, she knew that I'd never forgive infidelity, that no set of circumstances could ever allow me to forgive her so divorce was my only option. I wished her well and she asked if she could call me now and then? I wanted to say, HELL NO! But, I said wait for the divorce to be final and then I'd take her calls,
I told her I was seeing someone and didn't want to cheat on them so try to respect my morals and my privacy. I knew that hurt her more than anything I could say now but I didn't want her to ruin my chances for happiness with June. I wish I could say that she never called me again but that's not the truth. She tried keeping in touch with me just in case there was a way back together for us. I knew differently. When I popped the question to June and we set a date I knew the next time she called me would have to be the last. I'd be a married man again soon and I refused to cheat on my wife the way Debbie cheated on me. The next call was going to be short and sweet. I told her withing the first couple of minutes that I was getting married and she couldn't call me anymore. She let out a bellow and cried like a baby for the next 10 minutes. I said it wouldn't be proper for a married man to be receiving calls from a woman who wasn't his wife and I'd never do that. She said that she knew I was an honorable man and I'd always do the right thing, She said she still loved me and always would but that was the last time I ever heard her voice. She got what she deserved!
