Filed to story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
“You want to right now, Wil get the door. I’m going to f**k my wife that’s been missing for years.”
“Sure.”
He nodded and went to step out of the room.
“What’s gotten into you?”
she still tried to play her game of being his wife.
“You were never like this, always a gentlemen.”
“Ah, yes I was, but only in public, but I guess no one knew that. I was quite the bastard behind closed doors.”
He sneered at her and watched her eyes go wide.
“Or did you forget baby, how many times you tried to run away from me?”
“W…What? I never did that. We were happy for three whole years. Loved each other.”
“Loved each other, get a grip woman.”
He shook his head.
“You know what’s worse than me knowing my wife wasn’t even on that plane, is all you money grubbing w****s coming out of the woodwork trying to pretend to be her. You’re not her. Our loving marriage was a complete lie, a front for the public only.”
“No, it wasn’t.”
she shook her head and reached out to cling to him.
“You’re just testing me because of all those women. I am your wife. I’m sorry I lost my memory.”
“Cal, are we done here, I’m board,”
Wil stated from the doorway.
“Me too,”
he nodded and looked at the woman.
“My wife and I got divorced, six weeks before I put her on that plane. I sent her here so I’d never have to see her again.”
“What?”
she gasped.
“I don’t recall any divorce.”
“Hmm, or the 16 million in divorce settlement either, I bet.”
He shook his head.
“It’s a nice little game you tried to play, but you’re not her. When I find out who you are, I’ll happily sue you for the emotional trauma you’re causing me by pretending to be my wife.”
He smiled a little nastily at her and then reached out and pulled a few strands of hair from her head and heard her gasp
“Evidence.”
He stated
“and to make sure I can track you down, I’m a real nasty piece of work, and you’ll pay for doing this just like the four before you. Do you want to know where they are right now…”
She was staring at him, and he saw a little fear finally touch her and laughed humourlessly.
“All of them are in a prison. I can pull many strings, they are all also in the same prison, and have to stare at each other and know how stupid they were, every day. I dare say you, Francine will end up in that prison as well. When I’m finished with you.”
“Why did you come then? If you know I’m not her.”
she spat.
“Curiosity is all, and to put one more gold digging w***e behind bars where she belongs.”
“You’re an asshole.”
She grated out.
“Yes, I am, always was. That’s why no one saw Marrin and I behind closed doors,”
he told her.
“I hope you like prison.”
He shot over his shoulder and left the room as two police officers stepped over, He nodded to them and walked away. She was in for a world of pain, and only he could release her from it, and it wasn’t likely to happen.
