Chloe's story (The Wedding Part 1)
Upon returning from my work trip to Manchester and my two-night affair my husband was very distant and angry as soon as I entered our farmhouse, I ignored his mood and went to unpack my main suitcase leaving my lingerie case in the car boot under floor compartment to avoid any issues.
My husband went to bed early after sorting the farm animals and was fast asleep when I joined him an hour later, he was up as usual at 5 to start working and did the same the next morning. After I awoke about eight and had a shower, I went out to see how things were and saw the farm assistants working had but no sign of my husband.
I asked them "Where is he?"
The senior hand replied, "He left an hour ago to go to a meeting in town".
I considered that strange given he'd not mentioned anything, but he was in a mood the previous evening.
Anyway, I went back in the house and got dressed and since there was little food in the house and got in my car and decided to go to our nearest city Chester to get food and do some retail therapy and then sent a text my husband to say,
"I will be home mid-afternoon"
He responded, "Ok".
A couple of hours later as I was just about to go into my car to drive home, I received a message from my husband with photos of me embracing with my lover outside my hotel in Manchester with a message to ring him.
As soon as he answered he said,
"You're a cheating bitch, I knew you were up to no good and had a private investigator follow you to Manchester. As you've seen I have proof of your affair, we're over and never want to see you again, my sister been over and packed all your stuff into five suitcases and delivered them to your sister's house with an envelope with photos, so she also knows why".
I replied,
"I can explain".
He responded.
"I also know who you cheated with and if I see you near the farm again, I will be sending photos to his wife. You need to get yourself a solicitor since I'll pay you out of the farm. Keep away from here and use our Chester flat you slut".
He then cut me off.
I then phoned my sister, and she was clearly fuming with me and said,
"Have you gone mad Chloe; I will bring your cases over to the flat tonight".
I then sent a text to my lover Steve.
"Are you busy?"
He replied,
"Away in Germany till next week".
I responded,
"My husband had me followed and got photos of us in Manchester and he's chucked me out I'm now living in our flat, he threatened to tell your wife if he sees me near the farm again".
Steve replied,
"Shit are you ok?"
After a few messages we decided to let things calm down for a while and catch up again in a few weeks.
I fully understood given he had children.
I went to work the following week, and nobody noticed anything since my work and personal life were not linked at all.
A few months later I was totally settled into my new life in the flat and met a couple of my neighbours whilst leaving the flat, one of them Suzanna had given me her number and said it would be good to meet up for a coffee or drink since she was new to the area.
We got on like a house on fire and met nearly every weekend and went out for drinks, she was about my age and really beautiful and single.
After about two month she asked me if I fancied going to a friend's wedding with her since she had a +1 invite and was not sure if she wanted to go on her own not knowing many of the guests.
I checked my diary and agreed to go.
The wedding was in an old very posh hotel in London and all guests were given free rooms for two nights, one each for me and Suzanna.
On the day before the wedding, we got the train and arrived mid-afternoon and were amazed with the hotel and it's five-star facilities.
The wedding was midday the next day and we agreed to meet the bride for a drink in the bar, Susanna and the bride were nonstop talking together about old times, and I was a bit disconnected, and I think the dishy bar manager noticed and started talking to me asking if I was enjoying the hotel and asking where I was from etc.
He was extremely fit and handsome and sounded Italian.
Soon the bride was making her apologies since she needed to go and as she did the bar manager said to me.
"I'll leave you with your friend now, it was nice to meet you my name is Alex and hope we can catch up tomorrow" with a smile.
I replied,
"Thank you I'm Chloe" and smiled.
I had not met a male outside work since my separation and it was nice to have some attention.
The wedding only had about 30 guests and went very smoothly, after the meal and speeches we were told that the free bar would be kept open till 5 and that the evening reception would start at 8 o'clock.
Suzanna and I went to the bar and ordered champagne and sat in a quiet booth.
I looked around for Alex, but he was nowhere to be seen, I was a bit disappointed.
We had a few more glasses and were getting a bit tipsy when Alex walked in and soon came over and asked if we were ok and being looked after, he said we both looked stunning and went and got us another glass of Champagne on him.
After taking a sip Suzanna looked at her phone and saw a message from her mum to ring her since her grandmother was taken to hospital - nothing serious though.
She said,
"I'm taking this drink to my room to ring mum and have a rest, shall we meet up later?"
I said,
"That would be great".
I sat there just sipping my champagne for a minute and then got up to leave, felt a bit tipsy
Alex came over and asked,
"Do you need anything else?"
I replied,
"I've had enough to drink thanks" and got up to go to my room.
He replied,
"You're a bit tipsy, is it ok if I accompany you to make sure you get there in one piece" and held out his arm to assist me.
I smiled and said,
"Thank you".
As he walked me to my room he said,
