Page 15 of The Divorce

Me:Anything that Warner can't get him out of.

I replied because that was a broad scope. Now, to message Saul.

Me:You know what happened to me. Women's hearts are much more sensitive. We are analytical and wear blinkers, but women need an emotional connection. I broke that with Katya, and she shut me out. If this woman is your one and only, make damn sure she is done with her husband, or it doesn't bode well for you.

I still didn't agree with his decision, but he was my younger brother, and this was entirely out of character for him. He never took women seriously.

Saul:He is cheating on her, and she ‘fell’ down some stairs last summer. All I need to do is show her his true colours. I’m not as dense as you to neglect my wife the way you did.

I gritted my teeth. He was insufferable, but I felt a little better knowing he wasn't breaking up a marriage solely for his sinister objectives.

Chapter 10

Seth

Our dates were going well, and I knew Katya missed us because each night after I dropped her off, she would go straight into her room and wash up for bed before she used the vibrator I bought for her. I could use several tactics for us to take it further, but I needed to ensure it was more than sex, even if it killed me.

I tapped my pencil on my notepad. There was something nostalgic about using paper to log my diary. I guess some people could call it stalking, but I was a desperate man. I pulled my cap down as she walked past me to go into her yoga class. The gym layout was open-planned, but the classes were held in separate rooms. There was enough glass to see how flexible my wife was. It was the one activity Eliza hated and the easiest one for me to muscle into.

10:04 Yoga class. Katya looks hot as usual and is wearing a dark grey-pink outfit today. I need to infiltrate the class.

Once I had logged the entry, I changed my seating position so I could snap a few pictures for later.

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I was the only man in the class, and the women looked at me curiously. Katya walked into class with a smile. I took my position and ensured there was a space beside me. She looked relaxed and wore an aqua-blue-coloured outfit with a hint of light grey in the pattern. Since I was sitting on my mat, she didn't notice me straight away. When she approached her usual spot, I glanced down and began to smooth out my mat.

“Seth?”

“Kat?” I said and matched her surprised tone.

“What are you doing here?” she said with a laugh as I stood up.

Her eyes trailed downwards until they reached my grey shorts. The shorts were made of a light cotton material but long enough for my junk not to spill out. Since I wore no underwear, I might as well have been naked. It was a tactical ‘thirst trap in person’ move.

“Who do we have here? Welcome to our class,” a woman said, smiling and holding out her hand.

“This is my husband,” Katya said tightly as she moved in front of me and turned to face the other woman.

I grinned at the woman whose face fell at the revelation, but I placed my hands on my wife’s waist and rewarded her by pressing my dick against her plump ass cheeks. When the woman walked away, Katya turned towards me and waved her hands around my dick.

“This is all exposed. No wonder all the women are eyeing you up,” she said in a red-faced bluster. “How are we supposed to watch the instructor with this around?”

“Wow, Kat. I decided to go to yoga to learn how to be mindful. I’m having trouble sleeping. I did check what kind of clothes were required. Do you want me to leave? I can always find another class,” I said innocently as I watched her rub her ring finger.

She wasn’t wearing her wedding ring but hadn’t submitted any official paperwork for the divorce. I never removed my wedding ring.

“You’re not sleeping?” she asked as concern made her frown. She was about to say something else when the instructor began to speak.

Her usual movements were not as smooth, and she kept glancing over at me, but I remained focused on all the poses I’d been practising. It was a good morning.

11:15 Excellent progress made. Katya was distracted in class but agreed to have dinner at home tonight. It was time to woo her with my budding culinary skills.

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I tasted the gravy and almost gagged. She would think I was trying to poison her. I should have stuck to what I knew. I followed all the instructions, but the roast leg of lamb was burnt on the outside and raw on the inside. Obviously, the oven was faulty because even the potatoes and carrots were hard on the outside, yet somehow, they were harder on the inside. The only thing that was cooked correctly was the steamed broccoli, but that's because I used a steamer.

How had Katya made cooking look so easy?

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