Johnathon's POV
It was a long night. Charlotte didn't come back until very late and I didn't have the energy or the inclination to confront her over what I had seen. Was it because I no longer cared or because the feelings I once had for my wife were no longer there anymore? I couldn't decide as I went into the adjoining bathroom and began to shower, taking my time underneath the water, letting it soothe my sore muscles and give me time to breathe.
If Mr Ferryweather showed his face in the office again, how on earth was I going to respond? My anger flared briefly but was gone just as quickly. Yes, he had some nerve coming to me to initiate divorce proceedings when he was f*****g my wife, but there were two sides to every story and from what I had seen, Charlotte was welcoming his advanc
