gossip about Mrs
Wilby and how they were planning a surprise party on Friday for Sharon. Mr.
Harrington had left that morning for New York and had no idea what they were up
to.
Once
in the house, she was almost squeezed to death by the forceful greeting from
the housekeeper, who couldn’t stop talking. Sharon rescued her and laughing
with delight, urged her out of the kitchen and up the stairs, with Ben carrying
her case one step behind. Although qualms about leaving her boys surfaced
momentarily, Anna knew she must be positive. She would let them know her
situation before they returned home so that they would be prepared and then
arrange to meet up with them before they left for university. And if they
asked why she had separated from their father, then she would avoid the
absolute truth. Why burden them with the sordid details?
Sharon
led her into a large and tastefully decorated bedroom, overlooking the back of
the house and hence the beautiful garden. Anna almost let slip that it will be
lovely to have her own private space, but stopped herself just in time and
realised she must watch her tongue carefully, in case she inadvertently
mentioned her husband. This could be a problem. She must somehow, think of
herself as a widow.
“Well
Anna, I’ll leave you to get settled in. I’m pleased you like your room.”
“It’s
perfect and it’ll be very easy to keep clean.”
Sharon
giggled. “You’re employed as a personal assistant, not a cleaner! We have a
lovely lady from the village who comes every day to clean the house. You’re
not expected to do it. The only thing we do, is our own washing, but there’s a
washing machine and dryer in the utility room for that. You’ll find an iron and
ironing board in the cupboard.”
“Does
Jason do his own washing?” Anna asked curiously.
“No,
Mrs Thompson washes and irons his clothes. She’ll do anything for him. But
that’s the way it is with Jason. He has a fatal charm about him.”
Sharon
left her to settle in and Anna unpacked her clothes, placing underwear and
woollens in the drawers and hanging up her skirts and blouses in the large
cupboard. And then she checked her phone and saw that Martyn had sent her a
text. They were fine and had just returned from a wonderful visit to
Bucharest. She quickly replied and then switched it off. Dave was bound to
phone her as soon as he read the note she had left, but she was determined that
the only calls she would take would be from her either her sons or her sister.
She went downstairs for lunch.
While
they ate, she found out some very interesting information regarding her new
employer. First of all, he was married but was now going through a divorce.
It seemed the marriage had been perfectly fine, even happy, but then events had
turned sour.
“She’s
a lovely lady is Mrs Harrington,” Ben admitted sadly. “Always laughing and such
fun to be with. You always knew when she was around. And as for Jason, many
thought him the luckiest man alive.”
“So
why did it all go wrong?”
Mrs
Wilby and Ben exchanged wary glances but then Sharon spoke up. “It’s better
that she knows. We’re not tittle-tattling just getting her acquainted with the
situation.” She waited for them to agree before continuing. “We don’t know why
things went wrong. Kiera was the accountant for Harrington Rhodes and
sometimes she would accompany Jason on his business trips. It seems she fell
for one of the executives at a client company.”
“It’s
as simple as that. We were all surprised but I guess these things happen,”
said Ben.
“And
I suppose, that was the end of their marriage?” asked Anna matter-of-factly.
Sharon
nodded. “They separated a year ago.”
“She’s
Canadian, you know,” said Mrs Wilby brightly and then added quietly, “But it
was a very bad business. He was married too, so that meant two innocent people
got