The Ending By Phone

One day last week while I was in my office working my phone rang. I was waiting until my secretary answered it but I realized that she must still be at lunch so I picked it up. There was a woman on the line asking me if I was William Bach, married to Susan Bach? I immediately became concerned asking her if my wife was alright. She assured me that she was going to be fine but that she was in the ER at County General Hospital and that she was beat up pretty bad. I was stunned. What did this woman just say? My wife had been beaten up and was at the ER? I asked her who beat my wife and why? She stated that she'd beaten her and wished that she's killed her instead of just hospitalizing her. I asked her her why had she done this. She replied that my wife and her husband were having an affair and she had gotten absolute proof.

I was stunned into silence before asking what kind of proof she had about this affair. She said that she hired a PI to follow them and to get video and pictures of them fucking each others brains out on several occasions over the past two months. Ten she also told me that her husband was also in the hospital with both testicles ruptured and all of his teeth knocked out. In addition she thought that she'd also broken his jaw. She told me that she would send me copies of all the video and photographic evidence along with a coup of the PI report she had them compile. She assured me that the evidence would make great impact on them during their upcoming divorces as well as cost both the cheaters their jobs as well as their careers. I asked her to email everything to me as I gave her the address.

About 20 minutes later I received a call from a nurse at the hospital notifying me of what happened to my wife as well as her condition. Before I could stop her to say that I didn't give a shit about my wife or her condition she told me that my wife was in surgery and would be out in a few hours so I should plan accordingly. I then told the nurse that as far as I was concerned I was no longer married and that I couldn't care less if that woman lived or died. She replied that she understood completely. I then told her to tell my wife that she was no longer welcome in my home and that she should find somewhere else to go, forever. In the mean time I'd received the evidence that his wife sent to me. It was so graphic and disgusting that I grabbed my waste can and puked into it.

There, in living color, was my wife of 12 years naked in bed with another man pounding her from behind while she begged and pleaded for more of the same. My wife had never been this wild or vocal with me before so now I was getting really pissed. I then forwarded everything to my attorney, her bosses, my wife's parents, brother and sisters as well as everyone that she'd been friends with. I made sure to forward everything to as many of her workmates as well as both of our children's teachers so that they would know that I would be the only parent allowed to come to school to pick them up. I knew the blowback on her would be to mortally wound her and fuck up her whole live for many years to come. That was just fine with me.

My attorney had a restraining order issued against my wife and her lover to remain 500 yards away from me, my house, my job, the kids and the kids school as well as all of their outside activities. I paid extra to have her served in the hospital the very next morning. I guess when she woke up that morning she was hit right between the eyes with the divorce documents as well as the restraining orders. Her dad called me a couple of times but when I saw that it was his number I just ignored it. The next morning there was a knock at my door and when I went to look to see who it was I noticed my father-in-laws car out in front of my house. I went to the door but refused to open it. I yelled through the closed door for him to get lost and get off my property or I would call the police to have him removed and then I'd file a restraining order on both of her parents barring any contact with me as well as their grandchildren. He started to cry begging me not to do that and he would leave immediately. I told him not to come back without a court order and two police officers to enforce it.

By now two of my wife's, now former friends, showed up at my door wanting to make sure that I was alright. They both brought food along with them and were very hateful against my soon to be ex wife. Neither could believe that my wife would ever cheat on me and betray me and my family in that hateful of a way. I just told them to look at the graphic evidence I'd sent to both of them and they'd certainly see exactly what my wife did to us. By the next afternoon the days were all running together, My kids asked where mom was so I told them that mom was a lying cheating slut who would never be allowed back inside my life or this house ever again. They were sad but were actually more angry than that. They told me that they both now hated her and that they never wanted to see her again either. I told them that I understood and I'd fight like hell to make their wishes come true.

One of the women who visited me the other day bringing us food was back with more food and some very kind words. I thanked her very much. She then said that she had heard from someone who used to work with my wife that she and her lover were both terminated and that both of their professional reputations were trashed. All due to their own stupidity and hubris thinking that what they were doing was just some fun on the side and that they'd never be caught. My wife's ex lovers wife was raking him over the coals in a very expensive, messy and public divorce. It would cost him not only his family, his job and career, his reputation, plenty of former friends but a ton of money in lost assets, alimony and child support for 3 children paid out over the next 10 to 13 years. He'd be lucky to get a job at a Home Depot paying about $10.00/hour. With all of his upcoming expenses related to his divorce he'd be lucky to be able to afford a room above one of the loud cheap bars downtown. My soon to be ex wife's financial position wouldn't be any better either.

She begged to speak with me prior to signing the divorce papers but I continued telling her attorney that she could go fuck herself because no one else would want her diseased cunt. After several attempts she just gave up, signing the documents and thus expediting the end to this disaster of a marriage once and for all. I offered her no alimony, none of our assets and I demanded total custody of the children Both of them wrote letters to her as well as the judge telling them that this cheat was no longer anything to them and that they'd just run away if they were made to just see her ever again. Her sister who was actually totally disgusted with her for what she's done told me that she broke down and cried for a week after receiving the letters from the kids. She didn't challenge any part of the proposed non settlement and just signed off on it. I didn't even show up for the judges pronouncement of the end of this episode in my life. She wasn't worth my time.

One morning after an all night date with my current girlfriend we ended up at I Hop for an early morning breakfast. I had heard that my ex was working on the other side of town waiting tables so I figured that I was safe. The hostess handed us the menus and while we were looking them over I heard a familiar voice asking if we wanted coffee. I was struck with anger just as I heard that voice. It was my ex wife who was going to wait on us. I didn't even look up. I just asked my date if she'd mind going elsewhere for breakfast, that I was quickly losing my appetite here. She was puzzled but just said okay so we got up to leave without saying a word. As we were putting on our coats my ex approached me with a little piece of paper in her hand pleading with me to take it from her and calling her so she could hear how the kids were doing. I just scowled and refused to take the piece of paper when my girlfriend reached for it and took it from my ex's trembling hand. I gave my girlfriend a dirty look and told her that if she tried to give me that paper this would be the last date we'd ever have. She looked scared and just looked away while we got into my car.

We were almost at her place before I'd calmed down enough to say anything at all to her. I said that I would try to be calm but I needed to fully explain my position to her concerning my ex wife. By now I'd been divorced for nearly 5 years and I hadn't seen or heard from her since then. My children never even asked about their ex mother and I never offered them any information about her either. Honestly, I hadn't heard much about her or her life in years and most days she never even crossed my mind. My girlfriend asked if I wanted to come inside for coffee and I agreed. As she brought the coffee over to her kitchen table she started to apologize to me for even trying to get involved. She had been divorced for over three years from a cheating ex husband so she was familiar with my pain. I told her not to worry about it but that she needed to fully understand what my ex did to me and my kids and exactly how deep my hatred towards her was. I said that the 5 years since my divorce had not softened my attitude or my kids attitude toward my ex. My girlfriend knew my kids and had never heard either of them ask or say anything about their ex mother, Yes, she had heard the kids both refer to that woman as their ex mother.

As I fully explained how my ex had betrayed me and our family, the kind of visual evidence I saw of her having wild sex with another man and the whole while thinking that somehow I had failed her. After several months of intensive therapy I finally realized that it was my ex's fault and just her fault, for her failure. I was a great caring husband and never cheated on her not even once. My girlfriend held my hand and I could see a tear forming in her eye. I knew that she'd felt the same things when she caught her ex cheating on her so she knew those feelings. I apologized for making her cry when she looked into my eyes and told me that I never made her cry. All I ever did for her was make her happy. That made me smile.

I went over my divorce, the letters the kids wrote to her and the judge disavowing any feelings except hatred toward their ex mother. I told of how she begged me to speak with her before she signed the paperwork but I continually refused. I think my girlfriend was really starting to see the deep hatred I still felt toward my ex and she was realizing that she had no business trying to get in the middle of this or even trying to speak with me about me ex. That was if she wanted for our relationship to continue. She stopped me and said that she was very sorry for the pain my ex caused to me and my kids and that she had nothing more to ask and she didn't want to know anymore about that chapter in my life. She took out a lighter and burned up the paper that she took from my ex right there in her fireplace. That was the last time we ever spoke of my ex or hers.

We stayed together in a loving committed relationship for many years. She never had any children so she fell in love with mine. They even started calling her mom. She was thrilled with that. After about 10 years of living together we bought a new home and were finally married. Our kids both graduated from college and our daughter was getting married in the spring. Her fella was a great kid so I gave them my blessing and agreed to pay for their wedding. My wife and I were so happy and proud of how the kids had grown into wonderful productive people. My wife deserved much of the credit for that and I always told her exactly that. Over the years the kids would occasionally see their grandparents on my ex's side. I wasn't thrilled about it and had often warned them that if I ever found out that they were exposing my my kids to their whore of a daughter it would be the last time they'd ever see or hear from the kids again. They knew that my resolve in that matter was unforgiving and that they'd pay dearly for exposing my kids to that slut. Every time I picked them up from their grandparents house I asked both kids if they'd seen, talked with, or even were told anything about their ex mother. They always said no to every question. I didn't doubt the truth in that because I knew that they hated that woman as much as I did.

Her wedding went off without a hitch and when my wife and I were introduced as the parents of the bride there wasn't a dry eye at the reception. I walked my daughter down the isle and cried like a baby the whole time doing it. The first time they were introduced as man and wife I was so proud I almost couldn't breath. At the reception we all sat at the head table and when it came time for me to say something to the bride and groom I spoke up clearly and decisively. I declared to the whole crowd that a marriage was only as strong as a triple strand of rope. I said that one strand represented love and that was very important to any marriage, but the other 2 strands represented trust and commitment. Without complete trust in each other and a deep commitment to the relationship the rope would weaken and break. The entire auditorium of over 200 people was perfectly quiet. You could hear a pin drop it was so quiet. No shuffling around, no coughing or throats being cleared. Not even loud breathing. Everyone was focused on my speech.

You see, most or the people in attendance were aware of my ex wife's betrayal. That was exactly why she wasn't invited to the wedding. Her absence almost went unnoticed until that exact moment while everyone was listening to my speech. As I continued on for a few minutes longer I motioned to my wife to stand next to me as I formally thanked her for always being there for me and for doing such a great job raising our children. There were tears streaming down her cheeks as she was also simultaneously grinning. Her all too beautiful and familiar smile and presence made me feel so warm and full of love for this woman that I started crying right along with her as we hugged. By now everyone was whooping and clapping just enjoying the hell out of what they were witnessing. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. When I looked over at my daughter and her now husband they too were both crying holding tightly onto each other. Even my 6'3" Marine son was balling like a baby dressed in his formal uniform proudly displaying his erect posture looking every bit the fine man he'd become. This day was turning out to be one of the absolute best days of my life.

A couple of months later I picked up our house phone and it was my former sister-in-law whom I'd heard from occasionally over the years. She never spoke of my ex wife and I never asked. This time would be different. She apologized for bothering me but she felt that I should know that my ex had killed her former ex lover and then herself. She left my sister-in-law a note explaining why she finally sought retribution and closure to her miserable existence. I listened as my former sister-in-law read my ex's letter to me, but after a few minutes I asked if she could just skip to the punch line and spare me the details. That statement stopped her mid sentence as she once again apologized. The then told me that the gist of her letter was accepting complete and total responsibility and blame for ruing my life as well as the lives of my children. I did notice that my ex didn't refer to the kids as hers or ours, she said they were my kids. I couldn't have agreed more. She said that killing her ex lover gave her such satisfaction that she actually laughed out loud. She wrote that was the first time she'd laughed since our split. With both of these acts she felt like she had finally come full circle and now she could hopefully rest in peace. She knew that she should have done both of these things years ago but she didn't have the guts. I guess she finally thought that killing that asshole as well as herself could maybe bring me some peace too.

Almost immediately upon hanging up a chuckled and looked at the ground saying, "I Hope You Rot In Hell"! Bob oh Boy, that made me feel great. I never told the kids about her death but I did tell my wife. I really agreed with me analogy about a good loving marriage was like a triple strand of rope so I never kept any secrets from my wife. I also admitted that I looked at the ground telling me ex to rot in Hell. She wasn't surprised and all she said was, "From Your Lips To God's Ears"! We both laughed at that and hugged. My life had finally come full circle and my family was now freed from this evil man and woman forever. Couldn't have happened to 2 more deserving scumbags!