Chapters (60)
- Cover
- Books by Sheryl Browne
- Dedication
- KARLA
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Epilogue
- The Affair
- Hear more from Sheryl
- Books by Sheryl Browne
- A Letter from Sheryl
- The Babysitter
- The Second Wife
- Acknowledgements
Abbie nodded, and then took a breath and continued, ‘I’m not sure what he told him, but whatever it was, it knocked Jason sick. I mean, physically. He looked as if someone had punched him when he came out of Robert’s office. He was obviously in a terrible state of shock. It was seeing that, seeing what he could do to his own son-in-law, that made me decide I should do something about him.’
Diana’s heart froze. The bastard.
Thirty-One
JASON
Coming in through the front door, Jason sighed despondently. The house was empty – cold and uninviting. Karla wasn’t here. He’d known she wouldn’t be, but he’d had no idea what to tell Diana when she’d rung him at the office. She’d obviously been worried, thinking her daughter was ill and not able to get hold of her. But telling her that she wasn’t, that she was out – drinking, clubbing, staying out all night sometimes – and that he was worried too, about her state of mind… How was he supposed to tell her mother that? From their earlier conversation, he guessed Diana didn’t have any idea about what her delightful husband had disclosed to him. As much as he would like her to see the man for what he was – someone who had no shred of humanity – he couldn’t share the information. If Karla found out it would crucify her.
There was no way, therefore, to tell Diana why he’d refused the money Robert had so generously offered him – not for his company, but to disappear, preferably off the face of the earth. Robert Fenton hated his guts. At least Jason now knew why. Did he really still think he could buy him off – as if any amount of money could compensate for what he’d done? He wouldn’t take a penny from him if his life depended on it, never mind his business, but he would gladly disappear. If it wasn’t for his children, for the fact that he desperately didn’t want to leave Karla like this, he would put as much distance between himself and that man as he could.
Ushering Holly and Josh into the hall, he focussed his attention on them. They needed him to hold it together, though Jason wondered how he could. If not for Jessie lifting him from his bleak moods, he wasn’t sure he would be coping.
‘Go get your PJs on, kids. I’ll make us some hot chocolate,’ he said, steering them towards the stairs. They were exhausted. Their routine was all over the place. So was their diet. Jason was going to have to do better than fast food if he wanted to feed them a balanced diet, as Karla always had.