He told me I had humiliated him in front of both families. He told me placing divorce papers on the table during an anniversary dinner was vindictive. He told me whatever I thought I had heard on the phone was being blown out of proportion.
I told him I had not blown anything. I told him I had recorded the call. I told him the recording captured his exact words. I told him Patricia Webb had the recording, the bank statements, the hotel charges, and the jewelry receipt.
He went quiet.
Then he tried a different approach. His voice softened. He told me he loved me. He told me whatever had happened with Aubrey was a mistake. He told me the stress of work and the new baby had pushed him into something he did not mean.
I told him the jewelry purchase was not stress. I told him a hotel room on a Tuesday was not a momentary lapse. I told him telling another woman he was going to divorce me and marry her was not being pushed. It was planning.
He told me we should talk in person. He told me we owed it to Sophie.
