Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Jen.
Jen had been a lifetime ago — a mistake I kept following thinking there’d be redemption somewhere down the road.
There never was.
We’d met young, when I was still in med school and she was, well, hunting for a doctor to marry up and latch on to. And that’s just what she did — well, what she almost did. We’d planned to be married — not because I was head over heels in love with her, but because I was young and just thought that’s what you did. It’d never felt exactly right, but then, it was never bad either.
Until it was. Until I found out about her betrayal, and her true motives.
See, I wanted kids. I’ve always wanted kids, and as far as I knew, Jen was on board. We tried to conceive while she was planning our big elaborate wedding, but it just never happened. It was Aiden who saved me from the biggest mistake of my life. I knew he’d struggled with telling me and breaking his own Hippocratic oath as a doctor, and I was forever grateful for him for it.
Aiden was the one who discovered the truth about Jen. He’d been out at a bar frequented by the docs and med students of the university, and it was there he’d seen Jen, my fiancé, pulling two other doctor’s into the bathroom while putting her hands all fucking over them. He’d gone directly to the hospital and pulled up her records, because he’s a smart, calculating man, and that’s when he found the rest before she showed me.
Jen had secretly been on birth control the entire time we’d been together. Despite all her bullshit about wanting kids and a family, she’d been faking it — faking it and then also fucking her way through as many other doctors as she could. Seems I was a fetish, not a partner.
Through the PI I’d hired, I found out the rest. Her true plan was to keep “trying” to have kids with me, and when we couldn’t, she was going to file for divorce under the grounds that we couldn’t conceive. And in this state, that afforded her half. I’d been furious, of course, and I’d thrown the other men in her face and threatened to bring it to light in court, but then, I couldn’t. I had nothing concrete besides Aiden’s testimony, but Aiden’s testimony would also expose him to being the one who leaked me her medical records, which would cost him his license and his future.
I couldn’t have that.
Furthermore, the PI had used illegal surveillance to obtain what he’d discovered, so that was out too. The worse though was that Jen had come prepared for war. The whole thing had hit me out of nowhere, but she’d done her homework. During the course of me kicking her ass out, she’d filed a lawsuit for “aggrievement,” claiming I’d abused her and cheated on her.
…It’d be funny if it wasn’t infuriating.
The witch even had four women from God knows where swear that I’d tried to force myself on them, or that I’d tried to use my status as a doctor to have my way with them. Jen claimed that it was my indiscretions that had forced her to “protect herself” with secret birth control, and “forced” her to find intimacy with other men. My own lawyer had made sure that her completely fabricated bullshit about the other women never made it out of the courtroom to damage my reputation, but he hadn’t been able to keep it out of “the clause.”
And it was that that’d hung over my head for the last couple of years.
The clause stated that I ever married again, or fathered children, it would be proof that I’d meant to string Jen along and leave her all along. Utterly preposterous, I know, and so fucking thin it was a joke. But the judge had incredulously agreed with the whole thing, despite my legal team’s protests.
So, that was that. It wasn’t the only reason I’d been alone and walled off from women and most people for the last few years — I’d also just been uninterested in anyone after going through that. But, it was certainly a reason. But then I’d met Ada, and my whole world had tilted on its axis. I’d found her, and the rest of the bullshit that was in my past had faded away in a second, until all I could see was her and me and our future together.
The voice in the parking lot shattered that.
I turned slowly, my face hardening as I glared at her.
“What do you want, Jen?”
She smiled this bullshit, fake smile at me, waving her hand like we were “old friends.” My gaze landed on the rock on her hand, and I rolled my eyes. That’s right, I’d heard through the grapevine that she’d found some poor sucker to cozy up to. She couldn’t get married herself without voiding the clause, so I’m sure she was just leading the guy along on a leash for as long as it took.