Mr Spencer (Mr. 2) - Page 263
I frown. “What’s to smile about?”
“I always blamed you for our demise—blamed myself, blamed everyone but her when, deep down, I knew the truth. A month ago, another doctor at the hospital I work with told me he met a woman called Stephanie on the Ashley Maddison dating site… the one for married people to have secret affairs. They’d been sleeping together for a while.” He scowls lightly. “I had a sixth sense go off and I asked to see a picture of her.”
I close my eyes. Fuck.
“You can imagine my surprise when I see an image of my own wife, all messed up and just fucked, asleep in his bed. She had no idea that the image was even taken.”
“Jesus Christ.” I tip my head back and drain my glass. This is un-fucking-believable.
“I have lawyers tightening the prenups as we speak. She doesn’t know that I know about my work colleague. He doesn’t even know she’s my wife. Every time we argue, she threatens to take Harrison. I can’t risk that.” He sips his drink. “I have to wait until all my ducks are in a row.”
“And when will that be?”
“That’s where I need your help.”
“What?” I ask.
He turns to me. “You can testify.”
I frown. “What do you mean?”
“You can testify for me in a court of law that you slept with her while she was married to me.”
“Jesus Christ, you can’t ask me to do that. It would kill Charlotte,” I whisper. “The tabloids would go into overdrive.”
“They already are, and I need proof that Penelope is an adulterer or my prenup is void.”
“What do you mean?’
He smiles. “I was so stupidly in love with this woman I wavered the prenup.” I close my eyes.
“The only stipulation that voids me giving her half of my estate is her infidelity.”
I stare at him.
“I don’t really fancy giving her two billion dollars, Spencer.” He smirks as if amused. “It’s not like she deserves it.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Fucking hell.” I think for a moment. “Does your family know any of this?”
“Yes.” He rolls his eyes. “But Edward has his own agenda. He doesn’t give a fuck about my feelings. When she first slept with you, I thought it was a one off. I blamed myself for being a workaholic and leaving her alone all the time. We went to marriage counselling and I tried… for the sake of my son. But Edward wouldn’t give up. He was sure she was staying with me for the money and he became nasty and abusive towards her. It caused a great rift between him and me. If I wanted to try and repair my marriage, it was none of his business.”
I exhale. I know what a fucking cock Edward can be.
“He hated her so much and made it unbearable for her to be around my family. Her and I would fight about it, and it made things so much worse. So, in the end, I just stayed away. We moved to Switzerland to try and make a new start.”
“I’m sorry.” I sigh.
His eyes meet mine. “Me, too.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Divorce her. Now… where’s Charlotte?” he asks.
“I’ll tell you on one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You have to go to her yourself.”
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