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Chapters (60)
  1. Cover
  2. Books by Sheryl Browne
  3. Dedication
  4. KARLA
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-One
  26. Twenty-Two
  27. Twenty-Three
  28. Twenty-Four
  29. Twenty-Five
  30. Twenty-Six
  31. Twenty-Seven
  32. Twenty-Eight
  33. Twenty-Nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-One
  36. Thirty-Two
  37. Thirty-Three
  38. Thirty-Four
  39. Thirty-Five
  40. Thirty-Six
  41. Thirty-Seven
  42. Thirty-Eight
  43. Thirty-Nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-One
  46. Forty-Two
  47. Forty-Three
  48. Forty-Four
  49. Forty-Five
  50. Forty-Six
  51. Forty-Seven
  52. Forty-Eight
  53. Epilogue
  54. The Affair
  55. Hear more from Sheryl
  56. Books by Sheryl Browne
  57. A Letter from Sheryl
  58. The Babysitter
  59. The Second Wife
  60. Acknowledgements

They hadn’t been as close since then, something that saddened Robert greatly. He’d hoped he might have more time to repair the damage between them, once she qualified at RADA. But then along came Jason Connolly, creating yet more complications. He would be gone soon. Robert consoled himself with that thought.

Deciding to leave greeting his grandchildren until he had their full attention, he shrugged out of his coat, hung it up and carried on towards the kitchen, from wherein wafted the smell of baking. Did the woman ever stop cooking? Robert was sure Diana had developed some sort of obsessive–compulsive disorder. If she wasn’t cooking, she was cleaning. It had started just before the funeral, and she hadn’t let up since. The only time she stopped being the world’s most conscientious housewife – she didn’t like being called that, so Robert tried to remember to avoid it – was when she slept. Back then, he’d lived in fear that she might leave him, not sure what he would do without her. He was confident she wouldn’t leave him now. She was still a fine-looking woman, but it was a sad fact of life that women of a certain age simply didn’t have any options.

He was about to walk into the kitchen, but then he paused, his brow knitted in consternation. Was Karla crying in there? He was sure she was. Because of Connolly? Had to be. What had that bastard done to her? About to march in and demand to know, Robert stopped himself short.

‘But why would he keep a photo of a semi-clad woman on his phone?’ he heard Karla ask tearfully. ‘Why didn’t he delete it? Never mind about me seeing it – one of the children could have. I just don’t understand what he’s thinking.’

Unbelievable. Rage growing inside him, Robert sucked in a deep breath and then expelled it slowly. Well, well, well. A slow smile curved his mouth. Her hero was playing away from home, it seemed. Karla had found some sort of evidence. There was no smoke without fire, as Robert had had pointed out to him. Deliberating, he considered how he might use this information. Jason being as stubborn as he was, it had previously occurred to Robert that Karla might stand by him even through the bankruptcy courts. She’d be highly unlikely to stand by a man who was cheating on her, though.

It was certainly something Robert could use, rather than resort to the drastic measures he’d thought he might require to convince Connolly why he shouldn’t be in Karla’s life. That could backfire drastically.

Yes, it was definitely worth consideration.