Second Serving – Part II
“No. No. No.❞ Kyst was panicking now, his hand running through his hair as he started flipping pages.
“She knows, Kyst.” Beni took far too much pleasure in watching this man crumble. “On Friday when the doctor told her she was pregnant, but her cramps were likely a warning sign of impending miscarriage and you weren’t there to comfort her, she knows where you were.”
Beni watched as Kyst’s face drained of color and for a moment he wondered if the man might suffer a heart attack right here. It gave him a perverse sense of pleasure to watch him hurting like this. Maybe, he considered he was a bit more like Phineas with his cutthroat ways than he thought as he decided to land a punishing blow.
“She knows you were meeting with your lover and not in a meeting with your boss when she was having her world shaken again. However, nothing and I mean nothing, compares to how she felt yesterday when she saw you with her own eyes fucking Denise Perez without a condom.”
Kyst’s eyes were wild. “Perez? No. She said her name was Denise Crawford.”
“Her maiden name. Guess who her husband is, Kyst. Guess whose wife you’ve been banging for months.”
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“It’s been six weeks that’s it. Not months,” he rubbed his hand, “no. Where is she? Where’s my Juni? I need to explain.”
“Oh, she already heard your explanation. She was fighting her own body trying to deal with another miscarriage, her body not doing what she wanted it to, while you were fucking another man’s wife complaining about the fact your wife doesn’t fuck you every day anymore. Sad really. The rest of the male population would simply fist themselves but you,” Beni patted the lapel of Kyst’s suit, “you managed to fuck the wife of the wealthiest man in the country.”
“You need to tell me where she is.” Kyst reached out and
grabbed his arm. “Please. You don’t understand. She is my world. She is my everything.”
“She was your world.” Beni spoke up. “She was but you fucked up massively.” He started to walk away but then turned back, “I need to ask, Kyst. When your wife was laying in the doctor’s office, being told the pregnancy wasn’t viable and the bleeding wasn’t normal, and you were fucking Denise while telling her she wasn’t near as good as Juniper, did you believe it?”
“What?”
“Did you believe it? Did you believe your wife was better than
her?”
“Yes.”
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11:50
“Then why?” Beni was asking for Juniper who was watching, and he was sure, was crying inconsolably in Phineas’ arms. “Why cheat on your wife when you knew she was superior to that bitch in every way shape and form?”
“I don’t know.”
“See, that answer isn’t going to cut it, Kyst. What I do know is your wife was given front row seats to watching you fuck another woman without a condom and her immediate reaction was to tell me to draw up these papers. Her mother is with her, but you will never be again.”
“I need to see her. I need to talk to her.”
“I’m afraid that is impossible. See, as her legal representative, all communication will now go through me. She did ask me to pass along one tidbit to you. She said to tell you that she hopes it was worth it because as much as you told Denise multiple times she didn’t hold a candle to your wife, you’re never going to be in her bed again.”
“No. This isn’t happening.” Kyst held his chest as if his heart was cracking. “How did she find out? Mr. Perez. It’s why he called her to his office. He figured it out and he told her. Oh my god!”
“Yup and she argued you would never do something so horrible as cheat on her, especially with another man’s wife. She didn’t want to help us with our investigation until you came home smelling of Denise’s perfume and she knew.”
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“Perfume?”
“She smelled it on you Kyst. She smelled Denise’s perfume and you gaslit her and she immediately knew Phineas Perez wasn’t lying when he said you were fucking his wife. You gaslit her and told her it was bathroom spray, you fucking idiot.”
“She threw up. She knew and it’s why she threw up.”
“While she was struggling to keep a fetus alive, you were out on coffee dates, getting hand jobs under tables and then fucking another woman in your wife’s bed. Classy. I like her, Juniper, I mean. She’s beautiful, smart and kind. I’m going to help her take you to the cleaners because she deserves it after what you’ve just put her through. Who the fuck makes a woman feel guilty for not being able to have sex when it’s about trying to grow your family? You’re a sick, greedy, selfish twat, Kyst.”
“You are far more involved than a normal divorce lawyer.”
“Are you kidding? I’m not even a divorce lawyer. I handle corporate law for Perez. I should tell you though, Denise lied to you. His dick isn’t broken. He just hates her guts because she’s a psycho bitch who beat up a caterer, stole money from his wallet and a handful of other transgressions she’s managed to do on his dime. You got played by a lying skank and you’ve lost everything. We simply happened to be there for the fallout of your actions, and we’ve decided she is ours to protect now.”
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