As soon as she opened the nursery the next day, she called Cindy. They decided to meet for dinner. Wendy spent the day with customers hoping to stop thinking about Marty, but she couldn’t. She genuinely thought he cared a great deal for her. What a shrewd shit.
Wendy and Cindy met at Callender’s.
Cindy commiserated with Wendy. “I’m really sorry. I feel awful. I thought you two were so right for each other.”
“Me too, goes to show how easily I can be taken advantage of. I will never trust men again. I don’t need a serious relationship. They’re just not for me. I think I’ll just have fun and enjoy the life I have.”
“I can’t argue that. So, you truly believe he told his company about your building?” “I have absolutely no doubt at all. He admitted he told them about the area, and I’m sure he specifically told them about the area around my nursery. I find it loathsome. I can’t believe he did this to me. I can’t believe. . .” she struggled to find the right words. “I don’t know what to say, it’s so incredibly outrageous.” Her illuminated mind brought reality. “I thought he loved me. I guess he loved his job or money more, not much different from Scott. Maybe I should go back to Dr. Lewis. She could help me deal with this.” “If you think it’s what you need, I agree.”
“Damn it, no, I can handle this, and anything else that comes my way. Scott and Marty are two shits. This reminds me, it’s time to file for divorce, so Scott’s gone too.
“Marty’s behavior reminded me about how awful men have been to me. I don’t know why I haven’t filed sooner, but it’s definitely time to get it over with.”
“I haven’t seen you this angry since the separation. You know what you need? You and I need to head to Hoffman’s so we can both chill and you can get the assholes out of your mind.”
“Totally agree.” They arrived in separate cars but walked in together. It wasn’t too crowded…they slipped in between people to reach the piano bar. Brad acknowledged them with a nod. Cindy smiled back, but Wendy showed no expression. Seeing Brad and listening to his gorgeous voice wasn’t helping. She considered leaving but instead looked at the people around her. She wondered what their lives were like. Had women here experienced anything similar to what men did to her? She erased the thoughts and turned back to Brad. She couldn’t resist his expressive face and those sparkling eyes…oh so riveting.
A few minutes later Wendy looked around and noticed Mike, the head bartender. She talked to him briefly a few times. He was always so sincere and agreeable. She decided to talk to him about Marty because she needed a man’s insight.
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