How to win my wife back

The sounds of machines beeping, and the smell of chemicals filled my nose as I slowly opened my eyes recalling what got me here. I knew where I was, no doubt about it.

As I groaned through the pain of trying to sit up, the familiar voice of the man I love filled my ears, "hey babe, you're awake. Take your time." He spoke with what seemed to be tender eyes and love, but I was no longer going to be a fool to his tricks. He's the reason I'm in the hospital and in the pain I'm in. The physical pain was one thing but the emotional and heartbreak were something else.

I looked at him as he tried to help me sit up and in one fell swoop, I brushed his hands away. I didn't want those filthy hands touching me; the hands he had wrapped around Evie as he devoured her lips.

Disgusting.

I could see the pain in his eyes, but I no longer cared. I was going to hurt him just like he hurt me. "I'm sorry Trish but what you saw was not what it looked it," he spoke apologetically as he grabbed my hands and covered them with his big ones. I couldn't even look him in the face as his betrayal was so fresh in my mind.

How could he hurt me?

The one thing I had asked my husband was to never cheat on me. He knew how cheating broke me with a previous relationship. He knew and he went and did it anyway and now has the nerve to tell me what I saw was a lie.

I tried freeing my hands from his, but it was no use. He was going to get his point across whether I liked it or not as he forced me to listen to his regretful actions.

He told me Evie sitting on his lap and kissing him was something he didn't expect. It happened so suddenly that he didn't even know it had happened until he looked up and saw me. I haven't said a word to him since I've woken, and I don't plan to.

"Talk to me honey. Please Trish," he pleaded as I looked him dead in the face with nothing but hate in my eyes. Life had been sucked out of me and I was no longer my usual happy and bubbly self.

"Stop talking James!" was all that exited my mouth as I grew tired of hearing his voice. He listened and James listened to no one. That had surprised me, and I almost lost my composure as I stared into the face of the man that I love and hate at the same time.

Regardless of his excuses, I couldn't forgive him and I'm not sure where I got the power, but I set one of my hands free and it rose to his face.

SLAP!

I couldn't believe it when my hand connected with James' face. The look on his face, I think it mirrored mine as I was just as shocked. I was never one to fight back or even believed in violence, but for the first time – as far as I can remember, I hit someone, and that person was my husband.

I didn't want to lose my nerves of steel now, so I continued staring into his eyes.

"I don't believe anything you say to me James because no wife should've walked in on her husband in that situation. I have told you how I have felt about your 'friendship with Evie' and how uncomfortable it has made me feel. She has undermined our relationship every chance she has gotten, and those chances were given by you."

"That's not true Trish and she's only a friend," he countered.

"Then why was your friend in your lap James?!" I waited for his reply to see how he could justify it.

"She's just a family friend and has been around my family since we were in high school. She's best friends with my sister and you know it Trish." The ridiculous excuse of why this woman was in his lap made me laugh out like a madwoman. How could he not see that it was wrong?

"James, if you can't see that you were wrong, then there's no point continuing this discussion," I said in the sternest voice I could muster, and he tried to wrap me in his arms. I tried to fight as hard as I could to get away, but my husband was a big man and stronger than me. He cooed me and apologised but that meant nothing to me now.

Realising I wasn't going to be set free, I stopped resisting. There was no point wasting energy to get out of his hold, I'd only be wasting my time.

"I love you Trish and I'll never love anyone else the way I love you," he pushed my hair out the way and tried to raise my chin for a kiss, one I prevented. The look on his face spoke volumes and he wasn't happy, but I didn't care. "I'll make this right Trish, I promise. I'll have her apologise to you."

"Have her apologise, are you kidding me James?" I asked at his ridiculous suggestion. The last thing I wanted was to get an apology from her. The woman that knew he was married and did what she did. The woman that was in love with my husband and my husband was too oblivious to see it.

"I want nothing from her."

"Then what do you want to fix this?" he asked and the only response I had rocked his world.

"A divorce James."

When Trish told me a week ago that she wanted a divorce I couldn't believe what I had heard. My wife wanted to leave me because of something like that?

I tried explaining that it wasn't what it looked like, well it was, but I didn't expect Evie to do what she did. She and I have been friends for so long and she has always been a part of our family. Our families would have dinners on a regular and we became close. Not as close as she and Gabby, my sister, but I enjoyed her company as a friend of my sister's. Never in why wildest dreams did I expect to see her to do what she did.

It was a typical Sunday afternoon at my parents, and I had gone over for dinner. Trish said she was going to visit her family instead since she doesn't see them as much and I understood. Her parents lived almost three hours away and she'd visit every few months.

My mom and Gabby were in the kitchen while my dad and I were watching the game. The ringing of the doorbell at some point during the game alerted me to the presence of the Stone family. My dad was glued to the game, so I went to let them in. The smile and greetings were as warm as usual, and they each gave me a hug. Evie's hug lasted a bit longer than normal, but I ignored it. It was normal for us to greet each other with hugs, so I brushed it off and we all went inside.

Grant, Evie's dad joined in on the game while her mom, Sarah went to the kitchen with the food she had brought over. Normally, Evie would've gone to the kitchen but this time she didn't and instead asked for me to talk with her outside. I nodded in response, and we went to the seating area at the front of the house.

She started spilling her guts about this guy that she likes and is struggling to get her to like him. I wasn't sure why she was telling me this at first but then told me she wanted a guy's perspective - which to me made sense. I was guy and we were friends so why not. I asked a few questions about the guy, but her answers were a bit vague, again I thought nothing of it.

She spoke about him being a bit older and how they'd known each other for years. She'd always had a crush on him, but she had never found the courage to confess. When she finally had worked up the courage, he started dating. I could tell she was crushed by the way she spoke and the only thing I could say was to encourage her to confess.

"There's no harm in putting yourself out there. He can either accept your feelings or reject, but as at least you can say you tried."

She leaned over and I thought she was going to give me a hug as a thank you, but I suddenly felt her body in my lap. Her hands grabbed mine and placed them on either side of her waist. Before I could react, I felt her lips on mine. The kiss was quick as I wasn't participating, much to her dismay, but I didn't care. The only person I thought and cared about was Trish and I'd hate for her to see this scene.

I love Trish with all my heart, but I didn't realise giving Evie advice would lead to this.