Page 195 of Damaged Mogul
“Her husband was cheating on her?”
“From where Mom was standing, she couldn’t tell if the woman was naked or not, but her legs were bare and she wasbarefoot. As her mind scrambled to make sense of what she was witnessing, Judson said, ‘I can’t wait to meet our baby’.”
I gasp in horror. “The woman was Hartley?”
“Yes, it was fucking Hartley.”
“How could they go behind your back and your mom’s back like that?”
“I wasn’t emotionally invested with Hartley, so my heart wasn’t broken.” Gage levels me with a hard stare, curling his hands into fists. “Mom… loved Judson.”
“That must’ve been a shock for the idiot cheaters, since they assumed your mom was at that wedding.”
“Not as much of a shock as it was for Mom.”
“She must’ve seen red.”
“What the fuck, dropped from Mom’s lips after she heard Judson’s devastating revelation. When they turned to face her, Hartley was as naked as the day she was born. Her messy blonde hair and Judson’s freshly fucked brown hair, telltale signs of what was as clear as day.”
What a horrible way for your marriage to explode in your face. Not that there’s ever a good way to find out you married a lowlife.
Gage rubs his hands over his face. The torment I read in his green eyes is heartbreaking.
I place my hand on his leg. “You don’t have to continue if this is too difficult.”
He places a hand on top of mine. “I want to answer your question.”
“Okay.”
“Mom, Judson, and Hartley got into a heated argument. It got nasty. In the end, Judson made his allegiance clear—Hartley and the baby.”
“Why didn’t Judson tell your mom he wanted a divorce,instead of crushing her heart? I mean, it would’ve avoided so much drama.”Why do people cheat? Why? Why? Why?
“He’s a spineless piece of shit.”
“And Hartley is a heartless cunt.”
“Well said.”
“Sorry. I interrupted you.”
He picks up where he left off. “Gutted, Mom stormed out of there. She got in her car and drove for a while until she was crying so hard, she couldn’t see in front of her.”
Sympathy floods my system.
“She parked her car and called Sara. Through a river of tears, she filled in my sister on the dramatic scene she witnessed. Sara said she was inconsolable?—”
“Which is understandable?—”
“She should’ve never been in that fragile state of mind to begin with.” Gage’s nostrils flare. “Asshole Judson should’ve kept his dick in his pants.”
I wince. “What I said, came out the wrong way.”
His hand squeezes mine. “I’m not upset at you, angel.”
“I get it. The emotions still consume you.”
He nods.
