“Mrs. Ashworth, we need you at the hospital immediately. Your husband arrived with another woman, and… we cannot separate them without medical intervention.”
The call came at 2:07 in the morning.
Weston Ashworth had told his wife, Isolde, he’d be spending the night in the city closing a deal with key investors.
So she performed complete shock.
Asked which hospital, hung up, and stood for a long moment staring into the dark of her bedroom in Hartwell Bluffs.
She knew exactly who the woman was.