Page 26 of Blossoms of the Heart
That was enough, but there was much to think about.
“I know. It would just be nice if he could leave me alone. It’s not like he ever loved me or missed me.”
Oh no, it was never the case where Jason was distraught at having lost me and was sorry for cheating.
Divorcing him ruined his public image. It was the onset of a host of things that followed.
The man wanted to run for President one day. He wanted the wife, the children and the whole caboodle.
The media jumped on our story fast. I never spoke, never gave into the bombardment of interview requests but people formed their opinions fast.
The wife of the then newly-appointed Governor of Illinois gets into an accident, wakes up weeks later and then files for divorce. That could only boil down to a few things, finding out that he was a cheater was one. The stories that floated around were so bizarre.
It was a private investigator who’d been hired to look into Jason’s credibility who made me aware of the sex club and host of women. Mostly high-profile escorts and prostitutes.
The investigator approached me, wanting to know more based on suspicions of corruption. He’d been hired to expose Jason.
It never came to fruition because they weren’t able to gather enough evidence. I never spoke about why I divorced him, deciding that I just wanted out and nothing to do with him.
He probably thanked his lucky stars that I didn’t say anything, but what was out there on him in terms of speculation was enough to damage his reputation.
His money and family wealth still kept him in office, but as for going further that was a no.
“Just enjoy being here, Phoebe. Enjoy it for the work, but also for the freedom.”
I smiled at that, thinking I could use a healthy dose of carefree.
Well, going out tonight would be the start.
