Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 16 )
I hadn’t so much hurt her physically, but I had hurt her pride. I had broken her, she thought that she could belittle me, treat me like a fool. Well, now she knew different, to hell with her! at that moment I knew that our marriage was as good as over.
We were both hurting and neither of us was prepared to accept the responsibility for why we were at loggerheads. I took to staying out drinking to hide my sorrows, and she on her part avoided me wherever possible. It was a situation with no happy solution.
Then one fateful day, I came home unexpectedly for some medicine I needed for a patient. As I stood in the hallway, I could hear noises from her bedroom, I had taken to sleeping in another room.
I opened the door, and there she was in our marital bed, naked and making love with Roly, my so called best friend. Now I know why he was so keen to call round whilst I was engaged with my patients.
I was livid, betrayed by my wife and my so called best friend. I grabbed Roly and pulled him off her, I furiously mouthed, ‘If you want your whore? take her! I have no more use for her!’ they both made an attempt to calm me, but I was having none of it, I turned on my heel and stormed out, still seething.
(C) Damian Grange 2017