Chapter 21 Angela
When I had picked a destination for my temporary banishment, I stupidly chose a tiny town near New Haven, Connecticut, because of a TV show I loved about a mother and daughter duo who lived in a sleepy little town, and the daughter was going to Yale.
Turned out… the idea of the quaint town life was far more appealing in the TV show than it was in real life.
In reality, I was stuck in a cheap motel, in a town with nothing to do, waiting for a man who was clearly blowing me off.
“The number you have dialed…”
“FUCK!” I whined and threw my phone.
Ben had stopped answering my calls after that first day, and now his snake of a lawyer was ignoring me.
He had answered one call yesterday, but only to tell me that Ben was having technical difficulties with his cell phone and that I needed to be patient.
He then reminded me that I had signed an NDA, so to keep my mouth shut even if I was unhappy with Ben.
Which I knew meant I shouldn’t expect a call back anytime soon.
“He can’t do this to me!” I snarled and paced back and forth in the tiny room.
When I had told my sister that Ben was paying for me to temporarily relocate, she had told me to leave my old life behind and move on.
“Angie, that man ruined your reputation, your career, and dragged you into his toxic marriage… take the money and run. You can start over anywhere you want.”
“But I want him…” I had insisted. Before his wife had caught us together I hadn't really set my heart on Ben being mine. It was obvious he loved her but once she knew... it started to seem more and more realistic that I could have him.
Honestly, it was less about him and more about wanting to settle down with someone who could provide. I didn't want to do things the hard way anymore. I wanted the easy life.
I had done the work, or gotten the work done I should say, necessary to win a rich man. I had kissed my fair share of frogs, more than a few married, and now this was the first time one was actually going to get a divorce.
Why?” She had asked, as if it were such a ridiculous notion.
Why? Because he should be mine.
She couldn't possibly understand.
Yes, we had both been raised by the same gold digging stripper. Yes, she'd had the same desire to get out of that godforsaken trailer park, but unlike me, my sister found her forever guy.
The prick was even loyal.
So when she asked me why I'd want a guy like Ben I couldn't give her an answer that she'd understand.
Why? Because if he isn’t mine, then all of this was for nothing… and if he can’t be mine…
Then I want him to pay…
I stopped pacing and retrieved my phone from where it had landed. I needed to find something to do with myself before I went crazy. I was pretty sure there was a bar in town, if nothing else, maybe I could find myself someone to keep me distracted for a few days.
It’s not like we were exclusive.
I was going to give Ben a few more days to figure out his shit, and if he was still ignoring me, then I was going to take my sister's advice… but with a little twist.