Was It Worth It 7

British English language and spelling. In some stories the processes or facts may be incorrect, it's only a story and in my world that's how it happened. This story was inspired by A Promise Made, a vow broken by Hooked1957. A warning to those who steal stories to use on YouTube channels, I am watching and will hit you with a copyright claim.

Was It Worth It?

She underestimated her husband.

My Dad Derek Barron had spent his life building up a haulage business. I always knew that as an only child I would take over the business when he retired. When I was twenty four I met Donna Miller at a party, I asked for a date and she agreed. Donna was a strikingly beautiful woman, her long brunette hair fell past her shoulders. Her 36D bust, slim waist and hips drew looks from men and women alike. We dated for a year before I asked her to marry me.

My parents loved Donna as if she was their own daughter, luckily her parents felt the same way about me. Her father Alan always wanted a son, after two girls his wife, Josie, said no more. Donna's sister Kerry went to live in Australia several years ago. My Dad sat us down one evening for a talk before we married.

"I know you two love each other but I have a condition." We both looked and nodded our heads. "I am not saying that the marriage won't last or that Donna is a gold digger, far from it actually. But I want to protect the business I spent my life building up, to that end I am going to insist that Donna signs a prenuptial agreement. God forbid should you divorce the company will not be part of the divorce settlement, equally the company owns the house you live in, so that is covered as well. Does this sound agreeable to you both? Take some time to think about it. If Donna doesn't want to sign the agreement, I will sell the business and retire."

Donna said she would sign the agreement. "I love Rob, material possessions do not concern me." Three days later Donna visited my dad's lawyer and signed the agreement, after that it was never mentioned again.

Six months after we married Donna fell pregnant, sadly our joy was short lived. My parents were killed in an accident whilst on holiday. Running the business on my own and having a pregnant wife was tough, Donna had a tough pregnancy.

Our son Tommy was born seven months after we buried my parents. Thankfully my father employed some very good people, with their help I eventually got to grips with running the business on my own. Eleven months later she gave birth to Lucy. I was considering a vasectomy, but Donna beat me to it. Lucy was delivered by caesarean section. Donna asked the doctor to tie her tubes at the same time. I took some time off from work to help out at home until Donna recovered from the surgery.

With the business doing well we had a good home life, as the kids grew up we spent time with them at the weekend. Many times I thought I had the perfect life, a loving wife, two great kids and a decent income. We were not millionaires but we did okay.

Tommy was eleven when Donna told me she wanted to return to work. We didn't need the money so much, it was more to keep her occupied.

We discussed it and I agreed so long as her job didn't get in the way of our family, that meant no overtime or weekend working. Donna was in agreement with me, she started looking for a job.

Donna found a job fairly quickly. She worked in the office of J.E.M Enterprises. J.E.M stood for Joshua Ethan Moorcroft. The company specialised in shipping fine arts and antiques, there were about twelve employees. Donna settled in and took to the job very quickly, I cheekily asked if my haulage business had any chance of getting some work.

"Probably not Rob, most of our clients arrange their own transport. The only time we transport anything is when we initially collect the goods, after that we package it and load it onto vans or trucks.

The following year Donna said that Joshua was hosting BBQ for staff and families, the kids were looking forward to going. The day of the BBQ was a hot summer's day. We sat with another couple Liz and Tony. Liz worked alongside Donna. I looked around to keep an eye on the kids, I noticed Joshua was chatting and laughing with a few women, I commented on it.

"Oh he's always like that." Liz replied. "He chats and jokes with all of his staff." Tony pulled a face, it was a look that said he didn't agree with Liz's answer. I didn't make anything of it, I did keep my eye on him when he talked to Donna. I trusted Donna, Joshua I wasn't so sure about. My feelings about him were confirmed when Donna introduced us. Joshua was a big guy and I suppose some would say handsome, it was the look he gave me when we shook hands, it unnerved me a little. Tony didn't seem too happy to see him.

As nothing untoward happened I relaxed and enjoyed the party. I usually held a Christmas party for my staff. We would book out a local restaurant and lay on cabs on for everyone, this was something my Dad started and I continued with it.

One evening Donna informed me that Joshua was hosting a party for his staff at his house, from what she said it was a large country house.

"If we go I won't drink, one of us has to be sober to drive us home."

"That's not a problem, everyone is invited to stay over for the night." Donna replied.

"That's generous of him, will we be in the same room as the kids?"

"No. The kids will be with my parents, this party is for the adults." I looked at Donna, she knew I wasn't keen on the idea. "Please Rob, it's just one weekend."

I agreed to go more to keep the peace, not being keen on Joshua, I wasn't looking forward to it. Donna on the other hand was excited about the whole thing.

We dropped the kids off at Donna's parents then set off for Joshua's house, we agreed to collect the kids early on Sunday afternoon. Donna was impressed with the house the moment she saw it, me not so much. I couldn't understand why a single man lived in a house with so many rooms, I guess it was a status thing with him. He seemed big on material possessions.

We sat around on the patio talking, it was clear that some of the staff were not there. I didn't say anything to Donna, I noticed Liz and Tony were absent. Joshua showed Donna and two others around the house, when that was over he seemed to monopolise Donna's time, so much so that I barely saw her. I was in the kitchen getting a drink when she approached me.

"Rob, I need to talk to you."

I turned and looked at her. "Okay, what's on your mind?"

Donna wrung her hands and shuffled her feet. "Joshua has asked me to spend the night with him, I have agreed. Tonight I will be his, after that I will be yours forever." She smiled at me.

"Like hell you will. If you think you are sleeping with him you can forget it." I tipped my drink away. "I'll get our bags and we can go home."

"It's too late, Rob. I told Joshua I would spend the night with him." She turned and walked out of the room. I went to follow and two guys who worked for Joshua stood in the doorway.

"Step aside please." I asked. They both shook their heads. The older of the two, Roy spoke to me.

"Take it easy and calm down. It's just one night, after that he will never bother your wife again."

"He's not getting one night, now please get out of my way." They stood blocking the doorway, I looked over to see Donna and shithead, as I now referred to him. She looked back, smiled at me and followed him upstairs.

The guys moved aside once they were upstairs, one of the women stood in front of me.

"Let it go Rob, it's just one night. He does it with all of his female staff." She placed her hand on my arm.

"Is that why Liz and Tony are not here?" I asked, she just nodded.

"It's not worth starting trouble for one night, Donna loves you, this is some fun for her."

"I can't say I see the funny side of it." I stepped around the woman and headed for the stairs, the two guys from the doorway escorted me to my room. They almost speed marched me past the shithead's bedroom.

I collapsed on the bed and wondered what the hell was happening, I never thought Donna would do this to me. I was struggling to keep my temper under control, it had been years since I lost my temper. The last time I nearly got expelled from school. Some kids were bullying me because in their eyes I was a rich kid, I snapped and beat the shit out of one of them. He ended up with a broken nose and a lot of bruises. My Dad managed to get the school to keep me, that was after he read me the riot act for fighting.

I lay there and thought about kicking the door in and beating the crap out of shithead, that idea went to shit when one of the guys sat outside my door. I closed my eyes but sleep evaded me, I was furious with Donna for pulling a stunt like this. What made it worse was her cries of pleasure could be heard throughout the house, I pulled a pillow over my head to try and block it out.

I could see daylight through a gap in the curtains, I heard other people moving around. My keeper had disappeared from outside my door. Everyone except Donna and shithead were on the patio, the lady who spoke to me last night was sorting out breakfast. There was no sign of the two guys from last night, when I walked out most people looked at me and looked away.

Two men looked at me as if they knew how I felt. I put some food on a plate and sat on a lounger away from the others, minutes later Donna and shithead joined us. He looked pleased with himself, she had that just fucked look on her face. Donna put some food on a plate and approached me, she sat on the lounger with her back to me.

"I have an idea for some entertainment today." Joshua said and looked around.

"We are going home, we have two kids to collect." I saw Donna's shoulders slump, obviously she thought we were staying. Not a fucking chance, my temper was at breaking point. I snapped when the shithead looked at me and smirked. I took my plate as if I was getting more food, at the last minute I tossed it in the swimming pool.

Before anyone could react I walked over to shithead and kicked him in the face, he fell off his seat onto the floor. "I'm going to kill you!" He spat at me. As he tried to get up, I hit him with a couple of hard right handed punches, he reeled backwards.

I followed him and went to kick the twat in the nuts, I missed and my foot hit him in the guts. I watched as he went back through a plate glass window, he stopped when he fell over a small table. I grabbed him and pushed him towards a solid looking wooden dresser, his foot caught another table. The table survived, the Tiffany table lamp hit the floor and shattered.

I got several more punches in as he went up against the wall. I took a picture off the wall and smashed it over his head, the canvas ripped and the frame pinned his arms by his sides. Another right hook and he slumped to the floor, using all the force I could muster I kicked him in the nuts, he vomited and passed out. I turned and stormed off upstairs, I grabbed our bags from the room and headed back downstairs, nobody had moved. Shithead was stirring as I walked down the stairs, I bent down and spoke to him.

The glass crunched beneath my feet as I walked outside, everyone had a look of shock on their face. I put the bags in the back of the car, turning quickly I walked towards Donna. I snatched her plate and tossed it in the pool, grabbing her arm and I almost dragged her to the car. I opened the door and shoved her inside, I looked back at the others who were still watching in silence. I fired up the car, threw it into drive and screeched away.

"What the hell?" Donna asked.

"Shut up, just shut the fuck up and say nothing." I switched the radio on and turned up the volume, Donna reached over to turn it down. "Leave it!" I yelled as I slapped her hand out of the way.

Donna looked at me and stayed quiet, this was a side of me she had never seen before. The drive home was quiet, apart from the radio. I pulled up sharply outside our house. "Get out!" I ordered her.

Donna walked up the path, I passed her and opened the door practically shoving her inside.

"Christ Rob. What the hell got into you?"

"What got into me, what got into me? How dare you ask. I'll tell you what got into me, you and that fucking arsehole spending the night together, that's what got into me. The final straw was when he smirked at me over breakfast, no way was he making me look any bigger a cunt than he already had."

"For God sake, it was one night, one bloody night. I told you I love you and after last night I will be yours forever."

"It was one night for you, one night you enjoyed. For me it was the worst night of my life. I hope you enjoyed it because it is going to cost you!"

"It was a nice night, Joshua is big and a very good lover. I thought you loved me enough to let me do it." That wasn't the answer I was expecting. I thought I might get a chorus of sorry and please forgive me.

"Let's go and get the kids." I grabbed the car keys.

"You go, I'll start getting dinner ready." Donna suggested.

"No fucking way, now move, we have two kids to collect. You're coming along so you can explain it to your parents, they will need to know why we are getting a divorce!"

"I don't want a divorce. Please Rob." She pleaded.

"I don't want a wife who will drop me and sleep with another man like you did. How long have you two been planning it?"

"We didn't plan it, Joshua asked me yesterday and I agreed."

"Yeah and you agreed. You never thought to ask me what I wanted, did you? I have never been so fucking embarrassed, laying there alone last night listening to you and him fuck the night away." Donna gasped. "Yes we all heard you and shithead fucking. Now get in the car and don't speak to me until we get to your parents' house."

When Alan opened the door he knew something was wrong, we walked through to the kitchen.

"Where are the kids?" I asked.

"They are at the park with the kids from over the road, one of the parents is with them." Josie replied.

"So, what's wrong?" Alan asked.

I looked at Donna. "Do you want to tell them or shall I do it?" Donna looked down and said nothing.

"I'm afraid it's not good news, Donna and I are getting divorced!"

"Why?" Josie gasped. "Whatever has happened?"

"Your daughter took a night off from our marriage and spent it in bed with another man."

Donna jumped up. "I told you it was only for one night!"

Josie stood in front of Donna. "What do you mean you told him, you told Rob what you were going to do and expected him to go along with it?"

Donna nodded her head.

"You stupid bitch!" Josie slapped Donna across her face. "I'm not surprised Rob is divorcing, I'm more surprised he hasn't tried to wring your neck."

"How bad was it Rob?" Alan asked. I sat and recalled the events from last night, Donna looked down when I mentioned about the noise she was making in bed. She screamed when Josie grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. "Don't hide your face away. Lower your head again and I will slap you again, harder."

Alan shook his head as he looked at Donna. "What a bloody mess. I can't believe we raised someone so stupid."

"I'm not stupid." Donna wailed. "I told Rob it was only for one night. If he loved me he would have let me have one night."

"You keep telling yourself that, you silly cow!" Josie scolded Donna again

"It's because I loved you that I was against you sleeping with him. Last night you ripped my heart out and stamped all over it, you don't get to do that and not pay a price."

"So what are you going to do, slap me about like you did Joshua?" Donna asked angrily.

"What did you do to Joshua?" Alan asked.

"Beat him up and caused a lot of damage in the process." Donna grumbled.

"He deserved it, and more." I replied. Just then the kids came running in, we all acted as if nothing was wrong. We left for home a short while later, the kids ran outside and played in the garden as I watched Donna prepare dinner. I took the opportunity to let her know how it was going to be.

"From now on we behave normally around the kids, when they are not around don't talk to me. You can sleep in the spare room, I don't want you anywhere near me." Donna looked at me then turned away in silence.

"Rob, I don't want a divorce. I promise I'll be your faithful wife from now on."

"I didn't want a slut wife, but I got one. I don't trust you and I certainly don't love you. If you must know it was what you did and how you did it. I know you two planned it. You know if you had asked me about it beforehand my answer would have been no, so you waited until we were there and shithead had his helpers to keep me away from you." I knew by the look on Donna's face I was right.

"You walked upstairs with him like he owned you, I will never forget the smile you gave me as you went off with him."

"That was a smile to let you know I was sorry, but it would be okay and it was only for one night."

"Nothing you could have said or done would have made any difference, you went with him and that finished us."

"You can reclaim me when we go to bed tonight, I promise it will be worth it."

"Highly unlikely as you are sleeping in the spare bedroom from now on, nothing you can say or do is going to make me touch you again." Donna turned quickly and stared at me. "You had your one, now we are done, live with it." I continued.

There was silence for a short while. "If you divorce me I'll get the kids, I can turn them against you!"

I got right in Donna's face. "Do not threaten me with my kids, for what it's worth I am going to apply for custody."

"I'll find a way to get you back." Donna replied

"You won't, because I don't want you back. You are nothing to me now." I went and sat in the lounge to get away from her.

Over dinner the kids did most of the talking, I avoided talking to Donna whenever I could. She was determined to try and get me back, when I went to bed she followed me upstairs. She wasn't happy when I pushed her out of the bedroom and locked the door. "Use the spare bedroom, slut."

In the morning we were both up before the kids, Donna spoke to me in the kitchen. "How are we supposed to fix this if you shut me out of the bedroom?"

"There's nothing to fix, get used to the spare bedroom." I grabbed my keys and headed off to work.

During the day I managed to get an appointment with a family law solicitor for Tuesday morning. I wanted to know what my options were regarding the kids. The house and business were safe. The kids were playing in the street when I arrived home from work, we said hello and I told them not to go too far as dinner would be ready soon.

Donna was standing against the kitchen counter, she stared at me as I walked indoors.

"Happy with yourself, are you?"

"Depends, what have I done that I should feel happy about?"

"Your assault on Joshua. You knocked a tooth out, broke his nose and seriously bruised his testicles. To make matters worse, the cost of the damage is more than we can afford. That table he fell over is valued at two grand, the Tiffany lamp is worth double that. The painting you smashed over his head was valued at just over a million pounds. At this rate I won't have to fight you for the kids, I'll get them as you will be in prison!" I stood and smiled at Donna.

"What's so funny?"

"I'm guessing you haven't seen shithead in person?"

"No, I just got told about his injuries. I wouldn't have thought that seeing him would make any difference as you won't give me a chance and intend to divorce me."

"It would. If you had seen him he would have told you what I said to him before we left on Sunday. I told him if he called the police on me, I would go back with a crowbar and finish the job. Then I would go to prison, but it would be worth it."