Chapter 25 THE END

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Jennifer's POV

Harry gives me a sad look and goes out of the room. I lie on the bed and cry. How did I let that happen? Wasn't I enough?

Of course not, Harry always has been a player. He can't be with only one woman. Never. He had to have me and now after couple of year of marriage and two kids he is tired of me.

I remember how we decided to have a child, it was so easy, everything was a plan. But why did we have to fall in love? To get married? Eventually everything falls apart and hurts.

In the morning I wake up and go to the kitchen for my coffee and to prepare breakfast. Harry is already there, done everything for me, sitting on the breakfast board and playing with his phone.

I grab a mug and pour some coffee. "Good morning Jen" he says.

I turn to him and shoot a glance. "Is it good?". He rolls his eyes and puts down his phone. "Jennifer, Im sorry, please forgive me" he says.

"And you think this will make up the things? This will make me forgive you and carry on?"

"What should I do then?"

"Pack your things and leave" I say cold as ice.

His body frozes. He didn't expect me to say that. "I..I can't. That's my apartment."

I put down my mug and leave. "The kids are late for school". I wake up the kids, they eat their breakfast and Harry takes them to school.

I am alone at home. At Harry's home, if this apartment is his and he can't leave, the kids and I can.

While they are away I pack all the clothes, toys and school appliances. I put them in sacks, all good but I got no car to drive them to my mom's building.

Think Jennifer, think.. Ryan! He lives there, anyway.

I call him and on the second ring he answers. "Hey Jen. Are you okay? Today your husband drove the kids" he asks concerned. He cares.

"Yeah, I just don't have a car right now" I giggle.

"Oh yes, anything I can help with?"

"Uhm, actually yes, after work can you come home and help me with some luggage, I need it at my mom's"

"Yes sure, if you're staying there the weekend I can take the kids then come to you?"

"That would be great" I say and hung up.

That's it. Im leaving Harry.

Harry's POV

"What? What do you mean 'your car is crashed and there's a note from my wife'?" I ask Dakota, she's talking nonsence.

But it could be true because Jennifer had 'an accident' last night. She's crazy, but at least I agreed her that I can't leave home. I want to be with her, I need her and my kids.

"Listen Dakota, we have to end this, my wife found out and the party is over. I was horny and not sensible. But I realized that my wife and kids are my life"

"What? So I was just your toy? Your mistress? Harry, I got feelings for you, I planned our future.."

"Dakota, Im sorry.." "We ain't done here Harry.." she says and hungs up the phone. Oh, I know these, drama queen.

Now I have to make up the mess with Jennifer, she's hurt and Im really sorry. Maybe I should talk with Leah and Angelo? Leah would kill me, thats for sure, but Angelo would too because he had doubts and they were true. Oh, what'd I do?

I will just go home earlier and try to talk with her. On my way home I buy Jennifer's favourite flowers and chocolates.

I park the car in the underground parking lot and go to the lobby floor then to the elevator, I push the button and wait for the door to open. As they open I see Jennifer and this guy.. From her mom's building.. The teacher..Ryan! Together.

My blood is boiling and my anger is raging as they step out of the elevator and I step in.

"Jennifer?" I say as I put down the flowers.

"Oh, Harry. Upstairs I left a note, saying that Im leaving you and taking the kids but now that I see you.."

"I will wait for you in the car" Ryan says and takes one suitsack.

"Thanks" Jennifer smiles. Is that her boyfriend? Is she cheating on me too?

"Jennifer.. I love you" I whisper helplessly, hoping for her to spread her arms and hug me crying. But she just holds her bag with her crossed arms.

"I love you too Harry, but Im not in love anymore" she says and turns back as the elevator doors close and it takes me to the 9th floor in my now empty apartment.

This chapter is done but the story goes on..

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