Meanwhile, back in the psych ward.....
Gwen's sedatives gradually began to wear off and she slowly awoke to unfamiliar surroundings.
"Where am I?" Gwen asked as she opened her eyes.
"You're in the Psychiatric Ward of the Los Angeles City Hospital," said an orderly who had come to bring Gwen the very last piece of communication that she would ever receive from her soon-to-be-ex-husband, Ethan. "Your husband wanted me to give you this letter. He said to tell you that he hopes you will be able to find some sort of closure from this letter, as it is the last piece of communication you will ever receive from him. I know this is upsetting you, but your husband has asked that you please read this letter.
Gwen nervously accepted the letter from the orderly. She slowly opened it, and she began to sob as she read what Ethan had written (Because of the sedatives, Gwen had no memory of the conversations she had with Ethan earlier that day):
Dear Gwen,
I am writing this letter to re-iterate what I told
you earlier. I can no longer remain your husband; you do
not own my heart, and I know now that you never did. What
I felt for you was nothing more than a deep, guilt-laced
physical attraction. Our relationship was based on sex-
nothing more; furthermore, our relationship was built atop
an enormous mountain of trickery and deceit-both on your
part, deceit on mine. I can no longer remain in a
relationship like this, so when I return to Harmony, I will
be filing for an annulment to end this relationship of lies
forever.
Each time I told myself that I loved you and not Theresa, I
was lying to myself, and I was lying to you each time I
told you that I loved you.
Gwen, you have lied to me, manipulated me, destroyed my
life, tried on numerous occasions to destroy Theresa-the
only woman who will forever hold my heart prisoner, and, to
top it all off, you used an innocent baby girl-that was not
even mine-to drive a wedge between Theresa and me and to
trick me into marrying you-a woman who I never truly loved
at all-nay, could NEVER, EVER truly love as long as I live.
I must also inform you that I have recently discovered that
I am the father of Theresa's baby boy-NOT that scum-of-the-
Earth Julian. Also, I have asked Theresa to be my wife and she has
accepted my proposal. We are expecting another child and will
be married as soon as the annulment is finalized.
I will have my attorney send the annulment papers to
you at whatever prison in which you
happen to be serving your prison sentence.
You will stand trial here for attempted murder, but before
your trial here, you will return to Harmony. There, you
will stand trial for attempted murder, aggravated assault,
aggravated harassment, petty theft, and breaking and
entering.
As you can tell, you will have much time to reflect on what
you have done to Theresa and me. In the end, you will wish
you had let me go when I first gave my heart to Theresa.
I must remind you that I will not be able to defend you, as
I am engaged to your victim. The Cranes cannot assist you
either, as they have their own legal problems with which to
deal.
Please do not attempt to contact me, as I no longer want
anything to do with you. If you refuse to respect my
wishes, I will be forced to obtain a restraining order
against you. Please do not allow the situation to come to
that.
Sincerely,
Ethan Winthrop
P.S.: I have informed the hospital that you will be paying
ALL of Theresa's medical expenses.
When Gwen finished reading Ethan's letter, she looked up only to see a detective—from the Los Angeles Police Department—who was waiting to take her into custody.
"Who are you?" Gwen asked. "Why are you here?"
"I am a detective with the Los Angeles Police Department, and I am here to arrest you for the attempted murder of Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald," the detective replied matter-of-factly as he handcuffed Gwen. The detective then read Gwen her rights as he guided her to the door of the hospital room.
Gwen broke down into heavy sobs as the detective led her from her hospital room to the backseat of his awaiting vehicle.
The detective then drove down to the police station, and, upon arrival, he led Gwen to her awaiting jail cell.
Gwen's sedatives gradually began to wear off and she slowly awoke to unfamiliar surroundings.
"Where am I?" Gwen asked as she opened her eyes.
"You're in the Psychiatric Ward of the Los Angeles City Hospital," said an orderly who had come to bring Gwen the very last piece of communication that she would ever receive from her soon-to-be-ex-husband, Ethan. "Your husband wanted me to give you this letter. He said to tell you that he hopes you will be able to find some sort of closure from this letter, as it is the last piece of communication you will ever receive from him. I know this is upsetting you, but your husband has asked that you please read this letter.
Gwen nervously accepted the letter from the orderly. She slowly opened it, and she began to sob as she read what Ethan had written (Because of the sedatives, Gwen had no memory of the conversations she had with Ethan earlier that day):
Dear Gwen,
I am writing this letter to re-iterate what I told
you earlier. I can no longer remain your husband; you do
not own my heart, and I know now that you never did. What
I felt for you was nothing more than a deep, guilt-laced
physical attraction. Our relationship was based on sex-
nothing more; furthermore, our relationship was built atop
an enormous mountain of trickery and deceit-both on your
part, deceit on mine. I can no longer remain in a
relationship like this, so when I return to Harmony, I will
be filing for an annulment to end this relationship of lies
forever.
Each time I told myself that I loved you and not Theresa, I
was lying to myself, and I was lying to you each time I
told you that I loved you.
Gwen, you have lied to me, manipulated me, destroyed my
life, tried on numerous occasions to destroy Theresa-the
only woman who will forever hold my heart prisoner, and, to
top it all off, you used an innocent baby girl-that was not
even mine-to drive a wedge between Theresa and me and to
trick me into marrying you-a woman who I never truly loved
at all-nay, could NEVER, EVER truly love as long as I live.
I must also inform you that I have recently discovered that
I am the father of Theresa's baby boy-NOT that scum-of-the-
Earth Julian. Also, I have asked Theresa to be my wife and she has
accepted my proposal. We are expecting another child and will
be married as soon as the annulment is finalized.
I will have my attorney send the annulment papers to
you at whatever prison in which you
happen to be serving your prison sentence.
You will stand trial here for attempted murder, but before
your trial here, you will return to Harmony. There, you
will stand trial for attempted murder, aggravated assault,
aggravated harassment, petty theft, and breaking and
entering.
As you can tell, you will have much time to reflect on what
you have done to Theresa and me. In the end, you will wish
you had let me go when I first gave my heart to Theresa.
I must remind you that I will not be able to defend you, as
I am engaged to your victim. The Cranes cannot assist you
either, as they have their own legal problems with which to
deal.
Please do not attempt to contact me, as I no longer want
anything to do with you. If you refuse to respect my
wishes, I will be forced to obtain a restraining order
against you. Please do not allow the situation to come to
that.
Sincerely,
Ethan Winthrop
P.S.: I have informed the hospital that you will be paying
ALL of Theresa's medical expenses.
When Gwen finished reading Ethan's letter, she looked up only to see a detective—from the Los Angeles Police Department—who was waiting to take her into custody.
"Who are you?" Gwen asked. "Why are you here?"
"I am a detective with the Los Angeles Police Department, and I am here to arrest you for the attempted murder of Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald," the detective replied matter-of-factly as he handcuffed Gwen. The detective then read Gwen her rights as he guided her to the door of the hospital room.
Gwen broke down into heavy sobs as the detective led her from her hospital room to the backseat of his awaiting vehicle.
The detective then drove down to the police station, and, upon arrival, he led Gwen to her awaiting jail cell.