AN: Hi reader here's the first chapter of Forgotten love re-post.

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Thank you Kathy for all the help and Debbie.

this is a short cheat story.

Chapter 1

Ana

I thought I had everything that a girl could ask for, but I was wrong.

"Who is she?" I asked the private investigator I hired a week ago.

"Her name is Leila Williams, she's 26 years old, owns an art studio here in Seattle, and is a very talented painter."

I looked at the photo of my husband and his mistress, and my heart clenched at the sight of them. They look so happy and in love. They were on a beach, and I remembered when Christian told me a few weeks ago that he had to go on a business trip and he would be gone for an entire week.

Apparently he took his mistress to the beach, while I left alone at home waiting for him to call.

"Thank you" I said to the investigator, and walked away.

How did I know that my husband was cheating on me? Well a few weeks back, I just happened to be in an apartment building in the Pike Market District, looking for an apartment for my younger brother for when he started college here in Seattle next year. When I was walking out of the apartment, the door to the apartment down the hall opened, and when I looked in, I saw my husband getting dressed while some woman, wearing only a silk robe, was paying for a pizza delivery. Seeing their state of undress, I knew what had just happened. I just stood there in shock and disbelief before turning around and heading home, broken hearted, but mad as hell. That's when I hired the private Investigator.

Based on the report they been together for 4 months now.

Two days later Christian informed me that he had to go out of town for 2 days…and didn't invite me to go with him.

Now it's time for me to confront my cheating husband and his whore—he is currently in her apartment, not out of town on a 2 day business trip….

Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of my car and went straight to the elevator. Luckily the security at the front desk knew me and let me up.

Arriving at 15th floor and went to the bitches door and knocked.

"Just a second" and then I heard some commotion and giggling.

"Hurry up"- I knew that voice so well

The door opened, and she started to speak, but stopped mid-sentence when she saw me.

"Hi, may I come in" I said to her, staring her right in the eyes. I walked right in, not waiting for her to answer.

She's very beautiful- tall, curvy, sophisticated-everything that I'm not.

I looked around her apartment, and saw that she has really good taste.

"Leila what took you so-"and just like his mistress, Christian is beyond shocked to see me. He's only wearing his black boxer briefs

"Hello Christian" I harden my heart and stare at him coldly.

"Ana let me…" he started to say, but I cut him off before he could say any more.

"What? You didn't mean for this to happen? You didn't mean to hurt me? This isn't what it looks like?" I couldn't stop the tears from falling. "Should I have all your things delivered here now?" I asked, turning towards his speechless whore.

He didn't answer, so I turned on my heels and walked away.

I went home and started packing my things.

Halfway through packing Christian barged in.

"Wh-what are you doing" he stuttered.

"What does it look like?" I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster.

"Baby please let me explain" he begged, grabbing my hands.

"Explain what Christian?" I yelled, pulling away from him.

"I'm so sorry" he fell to his knees.

"Why?" I quietly asked, as I sat on the edge of our bed. "Why wasn't I enough?"

"You've been so busy and all we do is fight. I met her in a bar one night and we got into talking. Nothing happened. Then a week later I saw her again at an exhibit at her art studio. We went for a few drinks and one thing lead to another…" as his voice trailed off and he looked down at his hands. All I wanted to do scream at him and hurt him like he hurt me.

"Do you know how hard it is to be your wife? I have worked so hard to prove myself –prove that I didn't just get my job because I'm your wife. I have to constantly prove to everyone that I earned my job on my own, and that I didn't just marry you for your money. I had just recently graduated college, and suddenly I became an editor. Everyone said that I was handed the job because I was the wife of the CEO."

"But do you know what hurts the most? That despite all of it, the judgement and criticism, I knew that you were there for me. Ever since we started dating and I found out about your past, I was always scared that one day you would wake up and realize that I wasn't enough anymore…. But you always told me that I was more than enough. But I was so wrong, wasn't I?"

"You are enough" he weakly says

"Yeah right…. It's so obvious that I am enough" I mutter. "Why could you be monogamous in your contractual relationships but not in our marriage?"

"I hope she was worth it" I said as I grabbed my suitcase and walked out of our bedroom.

"Please Ana! I'll do anything -please don't leave me" He pleads, hugging me from behind. I feel his tears on my shoulder.

"I didn't leave you, you left me" I said, and freed myself from his arms.

"Please tell me what I can do" he begs, grabbing my waist and pulling me back to him.

"There's nothing you can do- I'm so sorry I wasn't enough." I finally removed his arms and ran to the elevator.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Gail crying and Taylor and Sawyer just looked at us. I gave them one last smile as I stepped into the elevator and the doors closed. After I got to the garage and started backing my car out, I saw the elevator open, with Christian on his knees, tears streaming down his face, screaming my name. I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

I don't know how long I've been driving -I don't really have anywhere to go- my parents are in Georgia for their wedding anniversary and Kate is in New York.

My vision is too blurred from crying, so I had to pull over to the side of road. A few minutes later I heard the blaring of a car horn, and I looked up into the rear view mirror just in time to see a big truck coming right at me. Before I could move, I felt the impact and my car flipped over several times. Darkness engulfed me, and I felt at peace.

Christian

What have I done? I have everything I need- money, power, family and most important, a beautiful wife who loved me despite all my faults and fuckedupness.

All she wanted was for me to love her back unconditionally. But I betrayed her—I broke my vows.

I hope she was worth it

That sentence keeps coming back.

But Leila fucking Williams was not worth it.

She's just a whore who boosted my ego and made me feel wanted.

I don't know how long I've been kneeling- I can no longer see her car.

She left me again, just like the last time.

You fucked another woman Grey, what do you expect? My sub-conscious sneered at me

"Mr. Grey" I heard Gail call my name.

"Let's go inside sir," but I don't want to move.

With the help of Sawyer and Taylor they got me to my feet and helped me to the great room.

Setting me on the couch, they then left me alone without saying a word; I know they must be disgusted by my actions.

I look around, and my eyes go to the huge wedding picture that hangs above the fire place. We look so happy. I was standing behind Ana, smiling down at her, and she's beaming back at me. We were so in love. And I just ruined that.

If I just could turn the clock back I would, and change everything, but I know I can't.

My cell phone buzzes and wakes me. It was 9 PM- I didn't realize I had fallen asleep on the couch.

I looked at my phone and saw that it was my mother calling. I contemplate not answering it, but finally decide to.

"Mom" I answer.

"What took you so long to answer Christian?" I was taken aback by my mother's tone of voice.

"I fell asleep, I'm sorry" I sighed. Maybe she still doesn't know about my infidelity.

"Oh son… it's Ana." My heart stopped beating upon hearing my mother's sob.

"Wh-what" I couldn't form a sentence.

"She's been in a car accident. You need to come to the hospital now! " I dropped my phone, and then stood up. I screamed for Taylor to get the car, and he and Sawyer drove me to the hospital, breaking every speed limit on the way.

My mind is racing.

This is all my fault.

I caused this.

If something happens to Ana, I will never forgive myself.

Oh God, my Ana, my wife.

We arrived at the hospital and my parents, Mia and Elliot are already there waiting for me.

"Mom where is she?" I ask frantically.

"She's in surgery." Mia is sobbing in Elliot's arms.

My mother takes us to the waiting room.

"Mom tell me" I feel so afraid.

"All I knew is that she's in critical condition. The truck that hit her car was speeding and hit her from behind. The driver said that he didn't see her car pulled over, and when he tried to hit the brakes it was too late and he slammed into her, flipping her car over several times.

I just closed my eyes. I could still see the look on Ana's face when she confronted me in Leila's apartment. I start sobbing in my mother's arms.

I hope she was worth it…

Those words will haunt me for the rest of my life….