Dumping My Cheating Ex at Christmas

Not worth it

Chapter 7

Derek’s pov

In my heart, I thought that I may still have a chance with Valentina if I could get her to listen to me. She loved me. She loved me enough to give me her virginity and to wear the ring I had bought for her. Those things mean something to a woman.

All I needed to do was see her so she would remember her feelings for me. When I finally got to see her, she wouldn’t even stop at the sound of my voice, I had to run just so I could catch her before she got into the car.

The look in her eyes was one of disgust and indifference. She had never looked at me so coldly before, I missed seeing her look at me with love. It caught me so off guard I ended up saying stupid sh.it that didn’t help me in the slightest.

It’s not like I had much defence for my actions, and just by the way she looked at me, I knew an "I love you" just wouldn’t cut it. As she spoke to me, I couldn’t help but wince, I had never felt more guilty or like a scum bag in my life.

This is how I should have felt when I first considered fu.cking Candice, then maybe I wouldn’t have blown up my life. It didn’t even occur to me at the time I was doing anything wrong, and I thought I was too smart for Valentina to find out.

That was before I discovered who she actually was. Maybe if I had known before, I would have realised that this was not going to go well. All I cared about at the time was getting more powerful, and a little bit of something different excited me as well.

Candice may not have been the prettiest or most intelligent, but she was very skilled in the bedroom. She knew how to turn a guy on with her actions instead of her looks. It also improved my s*x life with Valentina, so I argued with myself that this was benefitting her as well.

The worst thing is that now that we have been found out, Candice thinks that we can get married as Valentina is no longer in the way of us. I never gave her any indication that I wanted more out of our arrangement. She knew I loved Valentina and that she was the only woman I wanted to marry.

I mean, I did say I loved and sh.it like that, but she knew it was just in the moment words when we were fu.cking. Any other time I made it clear I wouldn't leave Valentina.

I got the phone call from one of the bosses the next day to let me know I had gotten the promotion, and I would start my new role in the company when it reopens in the new year. It was a bittersweet reminder of what I had done.

The first thing I wanted to do was call Valentina and hear how proud she was of me, then I realised 1 I couldn’t call her even if I wanted to because I was blocked, and 2, it would just serve as a reminder to her I scr.ewed someone behind her back to get it.

The next people I wanted to tell were my parents. They had always been so proud of my work and celebrated every achievement. Now, they would think I never earned a thing, and I was no better than a gigolo using my body to earn more.

They still were not speaking to me, and I knew it would be a while before I would be forgiven for this. Even if I had actually liked Candice, they would never accept her, mum hated home wreckers, and the ones who cheated with vehemence.

It didn’t help that they thought Valentina was the perfect daughter in law, they were even more excited than us when I told them the news. Mum just kept going on about how beautiful her grandkids would be with Valentina as the mother.

Yeah, I never mentioned to them either that I had a sperm count so low that it was pretty much impossible to impregnate anyone. I had never cared about it, though, kids were a financial drain, and they stopped you from having fun and enjoying your life.

Any holidays, you would have to take them too or feel guilty for leaving them behind. Your weekends would be taken up with family activities or whatever clubs they wanted to be at. I had seen more than enough miserable fathers to know it was something I didn’t want.

Right now, if it brought Valentina back to me, I would go through however many rounds of ivf I could to knock her up and make her stay with me. I knew she always wanted children, and I am now feeling guilty for lying about that, too.

The promotion that I cared so much about before no longer had the shine to it it once had, and it no longer felt like it was worth all I had done to get it. I would rather not have it and have Valentina instead. Unfortunately, that wasn’t an option anymore, especially when I heard the next bit of shocking news.

I was just sitting alone in my home that felt so empty without Valentina here, drinking my sorrows away and trying to at least be a little happy that I got the promotion. The door went, and for a second, I thought that Valentina had changed her mind and was willing to talk to me.

The short bout of happiness and smile on my face was instantly gone when I opened the door and Candice was there with some food in bags and a smile on her face bigger than the Cheshire cat. Reluctantly, I let her in, knowing I may as well eat something.

“I was thinking that I would quit my job and then we can go public, I mean as long as we are not at the same company we don’t have to hide anymore” Candice says as delusional as ever.

“I could still get fired if we do that and they prove that we were already intimate before you left, and besides how are you going to afford to live, you only got the job because of your uncle, and I am sure that you won’t get another so easily as you will be blacklisted by Steel corporation” I say blandly as she looks shocked by my lack of enthusiasm.

I don’t know why she looks so shocked, I was always honest about my feelings towards her, but in her fu.cked up brain, she thinks this is some fu.cking fairy story or something. News flash, I am no prince, and she is in no stretch of the imagination, a princess.

“Don’t be like that boo, besides I won’t need to work as we will be a family” she tells me fake pouting. It is not a pretty look on her.

“We are not at family Candice, I always told you that Valentina is the only woman I would marry. My parents would never accept you anyway, mum hates cheaters” I tell her firmly.

“She will get used to it when she finds out about the baby” she says with a smug smile.

“You know that is impossible Candice, if there is a child it’s not fu.cking mine that’s for sure” I say, laughing with no humour in it.

“Oh it is definitely yours, I have not slept with anyone else in the last six months since we started fu.cking”

“I am fu.cking infertile you delusional bi.tch” I roar.

“No you are not” she says with confidence that unnerves me.

“Of course I am a doctor confirmed it” I say, shaking my head at her.

“No you have low sperm count. There are supplements that can improve that. There have been studies that have shown it even if they are not fda approved for it. Like zinc and others that just happen to be in the health shots I gave you” she says as I look at her in complete disbelief.

The bit.ch has planned all of this since the first time she set her sights on me, I feel a bit violated by it all, if I am honest. She is obviously an expert liar and manipulator, so they first thing I am doing is getting my slerm count checked and then demanding a dna test.

“You know I didn’t want kids, and still, you did all of this to trap me” I accuse.

“A girl has to do what a girl has to do to get anywhere in life, it’s done now so no point in complaining, if I am good enough to fu.ck I am good enough to have your child, besides it will get your mum to forgive you quicker, I did this for us” she says with a straight face as if her actions are normal.

“How do you expect us to afford a child if you quit work? Also, do you have no idea who our boss is? He is best fu.cking friends with Valentina’s brother. Both of us would be lucky if we could find another job, if by some miracle he doesn’t hear about this and sack us” I say frustrated.

“I told you she is probably some distant cousin, not anyone to worry about” she says, still confident.

“No she is Giovanni, and Sophia Steels daughter, and that company is one she started herself, she has been working behind the scenes for a couple of years now” I tell her as she goes pale.

“Sh.it, we can apply for jobs out of New York and leave before they have a chance to find out” she says, grasping at straws. Yeah, we are fu.cked.