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
‘Maybe you could go out for a romantic meal,’ Holly suggested. ‘I promise not to stay up and watch crap stuff on Netflix if Megan comes and babysits.’
‘It’s a thought,’ Jason said, his throat tight. ‘I’ll ask her. So, do I get a hug?’ He shrugged hopefully. ‘Or…’
He’d been about to ask if he was in her bad books, too, which wouldn’t have been fair, when Holly launched herself at him, giving him a very firm hug, which he badly needed.
After watching until they were safely inside the school doors, he climbed back in his car and debated what to do as he headed for his office. Should he stay and cause Karla more pain, or should he go, which might allow her to interact somewhere near normally with the kids? Him not being there might also give the kids the opportunity to interact normally with her, it occurred to him. As things were, it seemed even Holly and Josh were walking on eggshells.
As he pulled into the car park of Upwards Online, he was no nearer to knowing what to do for the best. He’d lost everything – his wife, his home. If he went, he would be losing touch with his children. He wasn’t sure he could bear that. He was also about to lose this, the company he’d struggled so hard to keep afloat. That much was certain.
After parking up, Jason kneaded his eyes, then climbed out to head wearily for his office. He hadn’t been in there since the day of his meeting with Fenton, other than to drink himself paralytic. Mark and Rachel, who’d both been working 24/7 to try to fix the glitch in their program, would be wondering where the bloody hell he was and what he proposed to do. Jason had gone over it and over it, and the only conclusion he could come to was that there was no obvious solution. He wouldn’t be able to pay them for much longer, or meet his bank loan payments. He was stuffed. He needed to let Mark and Rachel know, and tell them to use the facilities to look for alternative employment.
‘Jase?’ Mark got to his feet as Jason walked into the main office, which was remarkable. Usually, a crowbar was all but required to prise him from in front of his computer. ‘Where the hell have you been?’ he asked him, sounding not too impressed.
‘We’ve been worried about you,’ Rachel picked up, from where she’d wheelied her office chair away from her PC.
‘Sorry.’ Jason offered her a small smile. ‘I had some things to sort out.’
‘Are you all right?’ Rachel stood up and walked across to him, her expression concerned. ‘You look like shit.’