A/N: Beta'd by the one and only... Midnight Cougar.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters... I just make them do what I want... Please don't sue.
Summary: When Edward Cullen is hired to work on heartbroken writer Isabella Swan's house, will he end up fixing a lot more than just her house?
22.
"Oh." Bella frowned, confused. "Yeah, well, that would do it."
"Thing is, I'm not that guy. I would never do that. Didn't even know she was married for a whole year," Edward said, voice laced with regret, as he opened his door and stepped down.
Bella stared after him, amazed, before mentally shaking herself and getting out, too. "How? I mean, how did she manage to keep that from you?"
Edward looked down at the keys in his hand. It was still, even two years later, painful for him to think about. "She worked half the week here and half the week in Seattle. She had an apartment here, and a house, complete with a husband and a couple of kids, over there."
Again Bella shook her head. "Bitch."
"Yeah, I think so. What really pisses me off is that she knew I would never do that to her family, and she made me think we had a future together," Edward explained further, as they walked toward the entrance.
Bella was still looking at him like she couldn't quite believe it. "Does her husband know?"
Edward shrugged. "I dunno. When I found out I ended it and never saw her again."
"That must have been awful."
"Yeah," Edward said tersely, "it was. Believe me, I've been where you are."
Bella felt like hugging Edward, but that might send the wrong signals, so she just clasped his shoulder.