Chapter 1393 Lonely Housewife Succumbs:> 27

I woke up feeling sluggish to say the least. I quietly got up, put on my robe, and went downstairs to make some coffee. I don't know about Scottie but I needed a cup. I looked at the clock downstairs and shook my head in disbelief when I saw it was already 9:30. I stood in front of my sink admiring my beautiful backyard while I waited for my coffee. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down. My thoughts immediately went to my sham of a marriage. I still can't believe that it never occurred to me that he was having an affair. I should have suspected something was up. After all he seemed to be on the road more than he was at home. When he was home, we seemed to pass each other without seeing each other. Missing each other. We didn't appear to occupy the same space at the same time. I didn't feel estranged. Even when he was here he was distant. I felt disconnected and alone. Yet I gave the asshole the benefit of the doubt. How stupid was I. Damn Andrea! The thought brought a heavy sadness in me. Just as I was feeling sorry for myself I heard, "Hey gorgeous whatcha doing?"