So, from what they told me, Jenny had sex, Carly did not but was going to. I don’t know what to believe. Jenny again, hugged me and sobbed into my chest, ruining my shirt. Carly cried, but didn’t approach her husband.
My brother had a look of relief on his face, but also slight anger. He scolded them about lying for maybe 15 minutes, then again about how badly they had hurt us, and they cried more. I was furious. I thought what we had was great, she never once showed signs of wanting to hook up with other people. I asked her how long this had been going on and how they were meeting each other, but she didn’t say anything. After a few more minutes of crying, she said a few weeks, that was the first time they had sex. I was devastated, but I understood that this is what she wanted. Sure, she played with my feelings, but she’s not a person fond of commitment at heart. She wants to sleep around, and that’s fine with me.
That’s just not happening when we’re together, so I’m continuing with the divorce process. Fuck her. My brother and Carly talked in our bedroom. There was tons of yelling and crying on both parts, and they came out after 20 minutes. They looked like they had made up, and they went home. I was upset, Jenny kept telling me we could work through this, she didn’t want to lose me, and that it would never happen again. I just left the table and went back to watching TV. She started yelling at me about how I was betraying her and that we are life partners and we can’t divorce. She came over and tried to sit on top of me in a cute way, but I rejected. She got all pouty like she normally does when she’s upset and went upstairs to use the restroom. Holy mood swings.
That’s when I wrote that quick update. I told Jenny that we’d talk about it later tonight, and that I was still on with my friends to watch the football game. She pleaded to me one last time, but I wasn’t budging. She said she had a date planned for us and I’d have a sexy surprise waiting for me for when I got back. She winked at me and said sorry, I walked out the door. I didn’t say anything about the investigation I have going on.
Here I am, at my friend’s house. They’re clearly enjoying the game, I’m writing a depressing and devastating story on Reddit. Still on with the lawyer tomorrow morning.
Thank you all for the support these past few days, it has meant a lot to me. I’ll post an update on what happens with the divorce lawyer, one about what happens when I get back home, and I might post a complete update post on everything on Monday/Tuesday @ r/relationships.
I’ll retrieve call and text logs to find out who she was calling when they were outside the hotel.
Either way, my head is spinning and I don’t know what to think about all this. There are so many questions that need answering. My brother is supposedly fine now, I’m still devastated. The next few months will be tough, but I think I can get through it. Jenny is at home alone now.
EDIT: Forgot to add Jenny has texted me 13 times to “come home” and “she misses me”.
EDIT 2: I’m probably done updating for tonight, I’m not feeling up to it. I’ll read and reply to some comments, but I can’t get to all of them. Goodnight guys, thanks for the support
EDIT 3: (12:56pm) 1/19/2015 Hey. So my sexy surprise last night was pretty terrible. I walked into the house pretty pissed and Jenny had literally everything I like prepared for me. My favorite meal, the outfit of hers that I liked, etc. I didn’t know what to do, this felt so many like some of our old nights together that we loved.