Stranger Than Fiction pt 3

Jun 27, 2009 09:29

I hung up. I didn't even speak to him.

He emailed me three times a day, rang five times a day for about a week. I contacted my solicitor and asked her to inform him we wished for no contact with him whatsoever.

In a final email, he said, 'Come on, baby. Let's stop all this. You have my phone number. My Skype is ***, I'm on IM. Ring me, let us be happy again.'

So I'm wondering how happy we could be, all three of us together? Him, me and his teenage wife?

So I replied, 'I don't have your telephone number, I don't want your Skype. I don't wish to IM you, send you a telegram or even wave at you from across the street. You are nothing.'

And that was that. I blocked his email address from sending to me and a bailiff was sent with the divorce papers. It was very empowering to finally end his games. I feel sorry for Fatou, his new wife. She apparently dotes on him and he gives her very little in the way of affection. He sleeps on the floor instead of with her and she has to beg him for any small favour, the example recounted to me was money for a haircut.

I wish her well.
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