Chapter 256

Cheyenne went down to have her breakfast downstairs. She didn’t notice the man on the other side of the room watching her intently.

Her mind was still wandering back to Jon’s reaction towards the pregnancy and the blissful night and early morning she shared with him.

Lord! I can never get enough of that man!

A nagging feeling tugged at her , she and Jon had to talk about the so-called affair with Richie. They have to start a new page before she can even think of going back to New Jersey with Jon. The babies are her first priority now and if it means that she has to let Jon go, she would.

She was just finishing up when a movement at the table caught her eyes.

A stranger was standing at her table, looking at her in such a strange way she felt her skin crawl.

“I’m sorry to bother you, could I talk with you for a minute.”

‘Actually I’m on my way…” She didn’t trust this man, not at all.

“Please. I’ll be just a minute and then I’ll get out of your way.”

He sat down , his hand pushing a envelope towards her.

Something in his eyes made her hair stood on end.

“I know who you are, you are going to be Jon Bon Jovi’s wife. I’ve noticed that you are expecting and I just want you to see the real man you are going to marry before its too late. He is a well know rock star but I would think he would at least have the decency to be faith full to his pregnant fiancé. Thank you for your time.”

Her hand was shaking as she took the envelope, her inner voice warned her to get rid of the envelope but she knew she had to see what this man was talking about.

She reached the room in record time, ripping the envelope to see its offensive contents.

Her knees gave way and she fell with a thud on the couch, her heart beating in her throat her eyes not believing what she was seeing.

“The lying son of a bitch. A fan? A fan my fucking ass!”

She burst into noisy tears, her heart shattered to pieces.

This was the last straw. She was not going to waste her life on Jon Bon Jovi anymore. He can live his damn rock star life until he chokes to death, but she was out. Out for good!

She kept going over the pics, not noticing as time tick by.

Pictures showing the “fan” been escorted to Jon’s dressing room, Jon going into the room. Then pictures where he kissed her passionately, his shirt wide open, his belt undone, the “fan” looking star struck and her buttons not properly done.

The last picture pushed her breakfast up to her throat, Jon’s hand on the woman’s hip, his blue eyes smiling into hers.

Thoughts rushed through her mind. He missed me? What a lying son of a bitch!

Tears streamed down her face, was this his way of getting back at her? How many “fans” did he have the last couple of weeks? How could he place her in such danger after he knew she was pregnant? She hoped he had the decency to use protection! He made an utter fool of her and she fell for it, probably sitting somewhere laughing his damn ass off knowing the powers he has over her. She can’t even say no to sex!

Way to go Cheynne, way to go! How could you ever think that this affair with a well known rock star would work out? And then you go and get pregnant, what a stupid idiot you are!

Cheyenne decided to wait till Jon came back. She needed to tell him to his face what a piece of shit he was. He had no right to use her in this way and entertain himself behind her back. I could kill the bastard with my bare hands!

She placed the pictures back into the envelope, put it in her bag and lay down on the bed. She was tired, heart sore and so nauseous.

She cried herself to sleep, hugging Jon’s pillow tightly.