Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 19

CH 19

Calvin

It had been eight years since he’d last seen Marrin, though right at that very moment he was looking at a woman that looked very much like her. She was laying in a hospital bed. Apparently she’d told the hospital who she was, one Marrin Reeves and to call her husband Calvin Reeves in the United States. They lived in Houston, Texas. To tell him that she’d finally recalled who she was, after all these years, and she’d been suffering amnesia from that plane crash until just now.

She had given this hospital in Italy his own business card upon waking up, stated seeing it had seen her

become so disorientated that she had fallen over and hit her head, which had been what recovered all her

memories. There was a small dressing on her head, and it was said there were six stitches under it.

They’d called him, and he’d come out of pure curiosity. A photo had been sent, and the woman did look a fair

bit like Rin, though now that he was looking at her in person, her face was narrower than Rins had been and,

from the questions he’d asked the doctor, she didn’t have a single burn scar on her body anywhere.

Her identification stated her name was Francine Galley. He stood and waited inside that hospital room for

her to open her eyes, Wil was right behind him, leaning in the doorway. Though he didn’t think this woman

was actually asleep, he could see her eyes flickering under her closed lids, and he’d seen them open ever so slightly, and he knew she’d looked at him from beneath her lashes.

This was not the first time someone had claimed to be his dead wife, over the past eight years either. They all

somewhat resembled Rin, but none of them had been her. A few hadn’t even looked like her, stated they’d

been severely injured in that plane crash and had to have plastic surgery. That’s why they looked different. Likely a plausible story to them. Little did they know his ex–wife had never been on that plane.

But it always made him curious whether it was actually her or not, because of the game she had played, leading him to believe she was in that accident and, not knowing where she’d actually gone, she could be anywhere in the world. Would she one day play a hand like this? If she ran out of money, he thought that she

would.

Wil also knew that this woman wasn’t Rin, and trailed him to all of these useless, stupid women that were out to get his money and nothing more. Because why else would they try to deceive him in such a manner? As his lawyer, he was good at dealing with all of them.

There had also been a full background check of this woman to see who she was, and how she’d gotten his business card. Likely she’d met him at some function along the way, could well be in the same industry, but not doing so well and thought she could suck him into her web of lies.

Her eyes finally fluttered open, and she looked around the room and finally her eyes met his, “Cal,” she breathed his name softly, and he watched tears well up in her eyes.

She was either a very good actress or had pretended to be asleep for this long in order to be able to make herself produce tears upon looking at him, like his loving and long–lost wife would do.

“For a start, my wife would never say my name like that,” He stated and walked across the room and looked right down at her. “But it’s nice to see you’re trying your best to convince me of who you are.”

She stared up at him a little wide–eyed. “Cal it is me, I’ve just lost a lot of weight.”

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His eyes moved over her, he reached out and grabbed the blankets, yanked them back, and she gasped and tried to cover herself. “Okay, let’s say I’m stupidly convinced, by you, like the other four women who’ve played this card, and I’ll be getting a DNA test done as well to prove your not her,”

“I don’t have any family Cal, you know that. I’m an orphan, raised in the foster care system,” she told him.

So she knew who Wil was as well. “Hmm, he is. He knows all the answers to those questions. So, it won’t embarrass him in the slightest, right, Wil?”

“Loved each other, get a grip woman.” He shook his head. “You know what’s worse than me knowing my wife wasn’t even on that plane, is all you money grubbing w****s coming out of the woodwork trying to pretend to be her. You’re not her. Our loving marriage was a complete lie, a front for the public only.”

“No, it wasn’t.” she shook her head and reached out to cling to him. “You’re just testing me because of all those women. I am your wife. I’m sorry I lost my memory.”

“Cal, are we done here, I’m board,” Wil stated from the doorway.

“Me too,” he nodded and looked at the woman. “My wife and I got divorced, six weeks before I put her on that plane. I sent her here so I’d never have to see her again.”

“What?” she gasped. “I don’t recall any divorce.”

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“Hmm, or the 16 million in divorce settlement either, I bet.” He shook his head. “It’s a nice little game you tried to play, but you’re not her. When I find out who you are, I’ll happily sue you for the emotional trauma you’re causing me by pretending to be my wife.” He smiled a little nastily at her and then reached out and pulled a few strands of hair from her head and heard her gasp “Evidence.” He stated “and to make sure I can track you down, I’m a real nasty piece of work, and you’ll pay for doing this just like the four before you. Do you want to know where they are right now…”

She was staring at him, and he saw a little fear finally touch her and laughed humourlessly. “All of them are in a prison. I can pull many strings, they are all also in the same prison, and have to stare at each other and know how stupid they were, every day. I dare say you, Francine will end up in that prison as well. When I’m finished with you.”

“Why did you come then? If you know I’m not her.” she spat.

“Curiosity is all, and to put one more gold digging w***e behind bars where she belongs.”

“You’re an asshole.” She grated out.

“Yes, I am, always was. That’s why no one saw Marrin and I behind closed doors,” he told her. “I hope you like prison.” He shot over his shoulder and left the room as two police officers stepped over, He nodded to them and walked away. She was in for a world of pain, and only he could release her from it, and it wasn’t likely to happen.

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