My Wife Spent My Birthday With Her Ex And Cheated—So I Divorced Her...

My Wife Spent My Birthday With Her Ex And Cheated—So I Divorced Her...

Chapter 5

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You went to the attorney? Yes. Did you file? The paperwork is being prepared. She looked down.

So, that's it. I think we both know it is. She stepped closer. I haven't talked to Caleb since yesterday. I looked at her.

I don't care. Her expression tightened. I thought you'd want to know. Why? Because I realized I made a mistake.

You didn't make one mistake, Janice. She looked at me. You made several decisions. She folded her arms. What do you want me to say?

The truth. I've told you the truth. Not all of it. Her face changed. I knew there was something else.

How long were you talking to Caleb before you told me about the memorial? She hesitated. About 3 weeks. You said weeks. I know.

You also said you didn't know if you'd slept with him before. She looked away. I meant emotionally. I waited. Did you?

She swallowed. No. Then what happened before this weekend? Nothing physical. Did you meet him once?

When? Two weeks ago. Where? A coffee shop. I nodded.

So, you met your ex, kept talking to him, hid it from me, then announced you were spending my birthday at his house. When you put it that way, that is the way it happened. She sat on the porch step. I was unhappy. I stayed standing.

You should have told me. I was afraid. Afraid of what? That you'd leave. I almost smiled at the irony.

And now, she looked up at me. Now you're leaving. Yes. She covered her face with both hands. For several seconds, neither of us spoke.

Then she said, "Caleb doesn't want a relationship with me. " I looked at her. I didn't ask. He told me this morning again. I said nothing. She lowered her hands.

He said what happened was a mistake. I finally understood why she had come to me. She hadn't lost Caleb because he chose me. She had lost him because he didn't choose her. And now she wanted me to become the safety net she had rejected.

You need to stop looking at me like I'm supposed to feel sorry for you, I said. I know. Do you? She nodded. I took a breath.

Janice, I'm not going to compete with him. I'm not going to ask you to choose me. You already made your choice. She stood slowly. I wish I could take it back.

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