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
Diana had certainly been enjoying herself. He’d parted with his hard-earned cash, organising a lavish party with silver service and a live band, which had cost him a small fortune, and she was prancing about with some jumped-up little twerp a third her age on the dance floor, making a complete poppy-show of herself. Robert wondered why he’d bothered. He couldn’t do a thing right in his wife’s eyes. He’d never quite regained her trust after succumbing to his urges and taking what was obviously on offer from one of her friends, a monumentally stupid thing to do with Diana pregnant and their wedding plans already underway. Robert bitterly regretted the tacky affair, which had cost him dearly, financially as well as emotionally. Julie Ferguson had driven a hard bargain in exchange for her silence – one he’d had no choice but to meet, since she’d been in his employ. Thus his decision to include non-disclosure clauses in contracts in future. The last thing he’d needed, having just received his UK Business Entrepreneur of the Year Award, was for her to run off tittle-tattling to the tabloids, as these women do. Diana’s father, town mayor and chairman of the golf club, ergo extremely influential, would not have been impressed.
He would definitely have been unimpressed by the events that followed months after the wedding. No amount of money could bury that unfortunate incident, once it had landed squarely on their doorstep. Fortunately, as their wedding had been featured in several glossy magazines, with a follow-up featuring her as a glowing expectant mother in Stylish Homes, Diana had seen the sense of keeping the incident to themselves. Under their own roof, as it were. The timing around her pregnancy had been opportune. Robert had counted his blessings in finding someone as pragmatic and forward-thinking as Diana, who realised that some things were best kept secret in order to preserve his business reputation – and their luxurious lifestyle.
She’d been cool towards him initially, which Robert had understood. Finding herself with two little ones to care for couldn’t have been easy, but they’d jogged along. She’d withdrawn from him completely since the episode in their lives he didn’t care to dwell on, but which Diana, with her barbed looks and long silences, would never let him forget. She had never openly stated she didn’t believe his side of the story – that Sarah had stumbled and fallen that day in the garden – but Robert knew in his heart that she didn’t.