Chapter 78 Miserable Time
Shawn
Then I drank. I lay in the bathroom drinking and felt a tear roll down my cheek...Sarah was nowhere to be found! I wasn't angry with her anymore; I was actually starting to worry. What if something happened to her?
She's a problem...She manages to find problems out of nowhere. What if she was hit by a car, if someone kidnapped her, if some thugs attacked her, raped her, and she... she was gone. From then on, my life turned into hell.
With each passing month, I lost the meaning of life. Only Kate's pregnancy kept me afloat. I nearly sank my business, but my best friend, Artur Korolev, pulled me out of that abyss of shit, setting me on the right path.
“Time heals, my friend, believe me!”
Yeah, he wouldn't know. His wife dumped him and betrayed him, and it was an even worse story than mine right now.
But time didn't heal me; it only ripped the scars in my heart deeper. One month passed, then another, then a third... I couldn't forget Sarah, even though many people told me she was dead; they would have found her.
But I didn't want to believe it, because hope springs eternal. I drank. I drank until I was sick and hallucinating! I cried when I was in a bad mood, like the worst cretin and weakling, and I couldn't understand what had happened to me.
Why was I thinking about her? I think about it so fucking hard, I can't get it out of my head! Because she's a witch... that's all. Even though she set me up, abandoned me, and made me look like an asshole, waving me around like a doormat.
The most conflicting feelings raged inside me! I wanted to kill her and simultaneously strangle her in my arms if I ever found her.
Especially now that it's already been five months... Five fucking months! And I can't forget about her. The problem is solved, I got the money back, earning three times more.
I've already stopped being angry because I thought, screw it, this money! Especially since it's not a huge amount! The main thing is that she's okay.
I could have lost everything! I could have lost the company because of that fucking bitch!
A beast.
Sarah turned out to be a real beast. A traitor... A messenger for competitors who decided to ruin my business and act through a spy.
Sara is someone's masterfully orchestrated project. Either she's acting under someone's command, or she's decided to profit herself. This question remains unclear. Still waters run deep! Not just devils, but demons! I've harbored a real snake in my lap and almost suffered greatly.
Thank God I only lost two million! Not half my fortune. It's good that my partners and I managed to resolve the matter and settle everything without any serious losses. I breathed a sigh of relief then...
Kate and I haven't had sex for six months. I have no desire. Sometimes I even think I'm fucking impotent. But I still jerk off in my hand, and I manage to have an orgasm.
My dick is hard and firm. Like a stake! Only then... then, for some fucking reason, I think about the traitor! The damned witch, but so hot and desirable. So beautiful... sexy. Remembering our days and nights together. The rumpled sheets. The moans. The naked bodies, entwined...
Wake up, Shawn! You're an idiot! What kind of stupid thoughts are you having? Have you forgotten? You've forgotten who she is! I'm completely crazy!!! But for some reason, after she betrayed me, ran away, and I couldn't find her for four fucking months,
That time turned into hell for me... I was furious, I raged and raged! Many people say I've changed a lot.
I stopped meticulously styling my hair; I just ran through it with my fingers, creating a semblance of chaos on my head. I threw out all my light suits and shirts and wore only dark ones.
She's driven me crazy, the witch! She drove me to it... It's all because of her! I've become even worse than I was before. If not the devil, then Satan! The changes didn't spare my bastard character either.
I'd get drunk and hit punching bags at the gym. I'd plunge myself into ice-cold showers! And so on, in a circle... When the urge hit me again, I'd repeat it all.
And then I realized! It wasn't her betrayal that had infuriated me so much as the realization that something bad could have happened to her.
I didn't even realize how I felt something wet slide down my cheek. You're such a jerk, Shawn Romano!
What a disgrace! Because of that witch... because of that vile, damned bitch! I took a few more sips of cognac and convinced myself, ingrained in my brain, that I shouldn't feel sorry for that vile creature. I SHOULDN'T!
She not only betrayed me, but she bewitched me. I hate that bitch... BUT! I think I still love her.
Learning that Kate had miscarried was a real shock. I was so happy about the pregnancy; my paternal feelings instantly awakened within me. I started doting on Kate, and we seemed to have become the perfect couple.
I protected her, cherished her, coddled her. I wanted to be a good husband. I forced these feelings out of myself, but for some reason, I kept thinking about someone else.
Sarah, damn it!!!
When the time came, I confronted Kate with the fact that we'd soon be taking a paternity test. She, of course, threw a fit, like, "What, don't you trust me?"
She was shaking all over, to the point of tears, and I already regretted telling her. I should have done it quietly. So what! I'm used to double-checking everything, even though I was sure the baby was mine.
Just in case... It's a habit. She lost him... Lost him. She says she woke up in the morning with a red spot on the sheets, her stomach was in terrible cramps, and she called an ambulance.
I was at a meeting in another city at the time. I dropped everything when I heard Kate's call, got on a plane, and was with her three hours later. Kate was lying curled up in the hospital after a curettage, and the doctors were only offering their condolences.
The doctors shrugged. They said it was unclear why. Sometimes it's difficult to determine the cause of a miscarriage. It's assumed the fetus developed abnormally, so the body simply eliminated the defect, cleansing itself. As terrifying as that may sound.
I was depressed for a long time. I didn't want to do anything! My life had been a complete mess. First, Sarah's betrayal and escape, then Kate's miscarriage... I could have turned to alcohol or drugs, but I still survived that miserable period.
And then I heard the news! She's been found. She's been found, the damned bitch! I met her, someone named Irina, who burst into my office, demanding money for information! Very, very valuable information.