The Marriage Replay Read Free Page A

can’t believe you would ask me such a dreadful question. Of course it’s yours! Are you suggesting that I’ve been seeing someone else behind your back? What are you trying to do? Make a mockery of our entire marriage?’
    â€˜Right now I don’t know what to think. I thought Iknew you, Sorrel, but I was wrong. That all changed when you walked out on me three months ago.’
    Shocked at the bitterness that was lacing his accusing tone, Sorrel shook her head slowly from side to side. ‘And you don’t think that might have anything to do with the selfish, unreasonable and totally stubborn way you’ve been acting? You’d rather believe I left you because I was seeing another man than imagine for even for one second that any blame might lie at your own door? I walked out on you, Reece, because I was sick of being made to feel like a second-class citizen in this marriage! The psychologists are right when they say it takes two to make a relationship work. As far as I can see all you’ve ever been concerned with is doing what you want to do, and my needs and wants can go hang!’
    â€˜That’s a damn lie, and you know it!’ Scraping his fingers harshly through his hair, uncaringly dislodging its previous order, Reece glared at her. ‘What the hell are you complaining about? Anyone would think you had difficult circumstances to contend with! We live in the lap of luxury, Sorrel. You have the opportunity to travel the world on a regular basis. I’m not asking you to stay at home and live in squalor while I try and earn a crust—all I’ve ever asked is that sometimes you travel with me so that I can spend time with you. Is that so damn unreasonable?’
    â€˜And what about you staying in our home sometimes, and spending time with me ? When you’re travelling you can’t make a proper home, and I told you that I need that. I need to put down roots—not just be aimless!’
    â€˜You knew what I did for a living when we met. You thought it was glamorous and exciting then. Youalso knew the demanding hours I had to work and you accepted them…or at least you seemed to. As far as your own career was concerned, you said yourself your heart wasn’t in it, and I don’t blame you—but it must have occurred to you somewhere along the line that I wasn’t the kind of guy who could easily stay at home and play happy families with you, Sorrel, so don’t act like some innocent injured party who didn’t know the score!’
    Nothing had changed. Three months apart and Reece clearly had developed no intention or even any desire to discuss what Sorrel wanted. That was why the only solution to the stalemate they had reached was to instigate divorce proceedings. He was right and she was wrong.
    For a moment Sorrel had forgotten the added dilemma that she now faced—the fact that she was quite likely pregnant with their child. Nothing was working out as she’d hoped. When she’d allowed herself a fantasy about having children, she’d always dreamed that news of her pregnancy would be greeted with joy from her husband. Faced with the reality of her situation now, nothing could be further from that hope.
    Sorrel was heartbroken for her child. To be a newly born infant of divorced parents who couldn’t reconcile their differences… how tragic . Her throat threatened to close with pain; her soft blue eyes could not hide her hurt and distress.
    â€˜And what about the baby?’
    She prayed he wasn’t going to suggest the unthinkable. Reece would be an utter stranger to her if he did. Whatever his opinion, Sorrel was determined she was going to keep her baby and raise it on her own—no matter what she had to do.
    Presenting her with his back, her husband slid one hand into his trouser pocket and strode thoughtfully away from her. Pausing for a moment, as if he needed to be clear in his own mind about what he was