Cheating Wife Drugged Me To Enjoy Her Betrayal In Piece! 

Freddy got killed in a crash on the school kill expressway. Clayton is an alcoholic and lives in a church rectory in Fishtown. I haven’t seen him in years.

Malcolm, I want to thank you for your time and your honesty. I am not looking for anything else and I have no desire whatsoever for revenge or retribution.

You can relax. I won’t be coming after you or exposing you. That is good to hear. But there is another problem here.

What about your or should I say my daughter? What if she figures things out and wants to have contact with me? What am I supposed to do? I don’t want to hurt or embarrass anybody. Any suggestions?

I’ll help you any way that I can. I won’t initiate anything, but if it comes up, I will be on your side whatever happens. I am not a vindictive man. I am not happy with what happened, but I am not going to ruin my life dwelling on it. Just in case you might want to prepare your wife so that you don’t get caught flat-footed.

My everyday life became miserable. Every time my arm twitched or my eye blinked, I was reminded of my wife’s treachery.

Every time she was overly nice or accommodating, I cringed. Like Malcolm, she carried the guilt with her for 15 years. For all those 15 years, I loved her because of what I perceived to be her devotion. Now I know that it was not devotion, but guilt. I felt that I could forgive Malcolm, but not Donna. My love for my wife was dying little by little.

Every day it was starting to eat me up.

I had to do something before it was too late. Finally, I did something. Hi, my name is Lena. Lena Durante. Welcome to Hospital de Santa Marta. You must be John Terrell.

I had been in Porto for a week, but this was my first visit to the hospital cafeteria. I made a clumsy attempt to stand up and held out my hand to greet my unexpected guest. This caused her to giggle a bit. May I join you? I just nodded as she sat. She wasn’t what I would call beautiful, but she was damn attractive for a middle-aged woman. So, you are the new reader. Glad to see you as part of the team. Have you gotten settled in? She was obviously a local, but spoke perfect English, as did most of the staff.

Yes, everything is coming along fine. I got a furnished condo within walking distance of the hospital. All I have to do now is find a few good places to eat close by.

Oh, good. I can help you with that. I am an expert at finding places to eat. She did a great job of breaking the ice.

What department do you work in, Lena? I am a neurosurgeon. I am sure that we will be working together regularly. I understand that you have much experience pretty much across the board. I will be reading all the X-rays, CT scans, MRIs, mamogs, and ultrasounds as well as tea leaves on occasion. That got me a small laugh. Have you always done that? No. I am sure that you have noticed my eye tick and the twitch in my right hand.

Before my affliction, I did laparoscopic gallbladder surgery. Switching over to radiology allowed me to continue working. I feel that I am still able to contribute.

What exactly was the affliction?

You know, I never really did find out.

There was a lot of discussion and a lot of conjecture, but never anything definite. I felt that everybody was being evasive. I tried pinning it down a few times and got frustrated, so I just quit. Enough chitchat. I have to get back to work. I get off at 6:00. I’ll pick you up here and we will explore your first dining experience. You’re working straight days, right? I smiled and nodded. Lena Dante was unmarried. I didn’t ask why or explore the subject further. After a month, I was comfortable enough with her to explain my marital status. The fact that I was still married did not seem to bother her. 2 weeks later, she started staying overnight at my condo. Life was good. I had no contact with my wife or my daughter. My relationship with Donna got cooler and cooler before I left.

Although she kept trying to keep it together, the problem was all on my side. She tried to get me to explain what was wrong and I never did. Shel became completely withdrawn. I tried to keep that relationship going, but she killed it. It got to the point where we barely talked at all. She never explained what her displeasure with me was. I didn’t ask, but I think it was pretty obvious that it was connected to that damn DNA test. I didn’t tell Donna that I was leaving. I simply left her a power of attorney to sell the house and took half of our savings. She had a good job and would have no problem supporting herself and Shel. I am sure that she would end up selling the house. I also left my wedding ring. Let her figure it out. Donna never tried to find me or contact me. If she did know where I was, I was not aware of it. John, I set aside a time slot to see you at 9:00 a.m.

Friday in my clinic. It’s a routine thing, so don’t get too excited about it. Lena was trying to be casual.

That doesn’t make sense, and you know it. What is going on? It’s the eyeick thing, John. I just want to check it out a bit.

Don’t you think that you should get an opthalmologist?

Dr. Perez will be there. He is the best we have. We are not going to do anything. Just look around. Lena, I don’t trust you. I know when I smell it.

Just shut up, John. Be there at 9:00.

Well, Dr. Perez was not there. There was an anesthesiologist there, however, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

Lena was sitting on my bed when I recovered. She was grinning at my obvious displeasure. Are you mad at me, John? I didn’t quite feel like talking, so I just grunted at her. It didn’t take long for me to figure it out. I no longer had the eye tick or the hand twitch. I held up my right hand and stared with amazement. It was rock steady. My hand immediately went up to my head and Lena started laughing as I felt around for bandages. There were none.

It’s laparoscopic, John. You of all people should have figured that out. I gave her an idiotic stare as if to question her. Up your nose, you idiot.

And she laughed again. Over the next few months, I worked with the surgical department to get reertified. I decided to stay with the radiology department and just fill in if any gallbladder surgeries were required. Everybody was happy with the new arrangement. Lena and I moved in together and things went very well over the next 2 years. I think she would have liked to get married, but under the circumstances, she didn’t want to push it. It was a warm summer afternoon, and I was sitting on the ver with a bottle of Lancer’s rose.

John, you have a guest. Lena paused for a moment. I’ll be going down to the market for a while. She didn’t wait for an answer. Hello, John. It’s been a long time. It had been almost 4 years since I saw my wife. She still looked good, but a little tired around the eyes.

Donna, you are looking well. Can I get you something to drink? The wine looks fine. She sat while I fetched a glass.

We were silent for several moments. We chatted about the house, the weather, and her flight over. Finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore.

Donna, why are you here? What do you want? I just wanted some closure. I want to wrap things up so we can move on. I need a few answers and I feel that you do, too. You refused to talk before. I think I understand why. I just need about 30 minutes or so. You flew 15 hours to talk for 30 minutes. I had to do it face to face. Okay, go ahead.

After a year, I figured that you were not coming back. I sold the house and got a small apartment for Shel and myself. This is a check for half of the house. She placed it on the table between us. I filed for divorce by abandonment. That took a year, but it is done and it is clean and clear. You are now free to do as you please. She placed a second document on the table. Shelley is engaged to be married in a couple of months and asked me to give you this invitation. She was hoping that you would be able to give her away. She completely understands if you decide not to do it. She realizes that her behavior was inappropriate the last few months and apologizes for it. The invitation joined the other papers. I wanted to thank you for the checks that you send to Shel’s college account every month.

It really made a big difference. Under the circumstances, I didn’t expect it.

That one caught me by surprise. I never sent any checks. I did have an idea where they came from. However, of course, I was hoping to find out exactly why you left, but I will understand if you refused to tell me. If you still decide not to say anything, can I at least answer any questions for you?

She paused and took a sip of the rose. I figured it was my turn to talk now.

Donna, I did not want half of the house money, but if it makes you feel any better, I will gladly accept it. I didn’t bother filing for a divorce because I had no intention of getting married again. However, things have changed now, so the divorce is appreciated. I understand. She is very beautiful. I do not think it would be appropriate for me to give Shel away at her wedding. I think that honor should go to her father. As I finished that sentence, Donna dropped her wine glass on the tile patio floor. There was a gasp as her mouth dropped open. I took a few minutes to clean up the glass and such as she composed herself. She seemed to be struggling to come up with a reply.

John, I don’t mean to be a smart or anything like that, and I am also not trying to be evasive or defensive, but who do you suggest I contact?

How about one of the three guys that you had intimacy with the night that I had my attack? Luckily, she didn’t have a glass in her hand this time. After about 30 seconds of incoherent babbling mixed with sobbing, she finally blurted out, “I think I made a mistake coming here. I was hoping for closure, but not like this. I think I should go.” She started to get up, but I insisted on sitting her back down. No, you don’t. You opened this can of worms. Now finish what you started. You felt that by coming here open-handed, you were taking the high road. It was intended to make me feel like for leaving and deserting my wife and daughter. Sorry, that dog doesn’t hunt. Why don’t you tell me all about it, including why you had the medical report covered up?

Just then, Lena came back and noticed what was going on. Oh crap, John. What the hell did you do? Nothing. We were just talking about old times and she went to pieces.

Lena took Donna inside the house and laid her on the sofa. She got a wet compress and some kind of pills which she gave her. I stayed out of the way. I was the bad guy. How the hell did that happen? I went to the kitchen and got a superbach. The wine wasn’t hacking it.

John, why don’t I talk to her? Maybe she won’t get so upset. You must have come on pretty heavy. Is there anything specific that you want me to ask her?