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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

But it occurred to him, as he climbed into his car, that it wasn’t Fenton who was the bastard, was it. Apparently. Starting the engine, Jason laughed again, sucked in a tight breath, pinched the bridge of his nose hard, then dropped his head to the steering wheel and stifled a cry that came from his soul.

Go. Desperate for Fenton not to witness any of this, his total and utter humiliation, he pulled himself up sharp, crunched the car into gear, rammed his foot down and screeched away from the premises.

He drove to his own company almost on auto. He didn’t even realise he’d cut a red light until he was blasted by a horn from the side. His driving was erratic. He was losing his grip – on his life, on his mind. He was losing his family. Fenton had finally won. He’d thrown down the gauntlet years ago, when he’d tried to entice him to walk away. To convince Karla to abort their child: Holly, his beautiful daughter. And Jason had fought. He’d fought hard. He just didn’t have the will to keep fighting him any more, fighting for survival. He couldn’t fight this. He had nothing to fight it with.

What in God’s name was he going to do? Wiping the back of his hand across his eyes, Jason tried to control the fresh wave of nausea rising inside him. What could he do but what Fenton had always wanted? No way. He couldn’t walk away from them. He would not walk away from his children.

Parked in the car park outside Upwards Online, he braced his hands against the steering wheel and tried to contain his spiralling emotions. Resting his head against the headrest, he stared, unseeing, at the roof upholstery for a long, agonising minute. He’d never contemplated suicide, not in his darkest moments – and there had been some, when he’d wondered as a small child whether anyone could truly love him – but the thought was going through his head now. It was possibly the only way he could leave Karla with her pride intact. Leave his family provided for, via the proceeds of his life insurance. But it would haunt them forever. That reality hit him full on. He had no life any more, but no way out of it either. Robert Fenton really had stuffed him. He’d always aimed to take away what mattered most to him: his family. He’d succeeded. Had it occurred to him, anywhere along the line, that he would be taking away his daughter’s family too? She would be losing her husband, the father of her children. If she found out the truth, she would also be losing her own father. She could never forgive him for this.