The day my luck changed

I've never been a Ladie's man and had paid hookers for all the sex I've had. I (34) live in a mostly quiet area, but there is always one noisy loudmouth, but in my area, he lives at the end of the next block. So, usually I don't hear him, but on the day my luck changed I was driving home and had just pulled up at the stop sign at his corner. When a woman just got in my car with me and asked me to drive quickly. She (30) was afraid of something or someone, so I drove straight down the street instead of turning as I was intending to do. Short version, she was the wife of the loudmouth, and he was angry with her. Meaning she would get beaten up again. But she had locked him in a room and run out onto the street seeing me pull at the corner had just got in my car. After driving a couple of miles, she had calmed down and decided she should return home and get it over with. I asked why she wanted to get beaten up; she said he always finds me. I then saw her phone in her hand, I asked to look at it and found an app on the phone that gave its location. I turned the app and the phone off and told her she should another phone as that was how he found her each time. So, she decided she wouldn't go home and then realized she actually had nowhere actually to go that her husband didn't know about. So, I took her back to my home, passing her husband driving around the neighborhood. She had duct down, so he didn't see her. I parked my car in my garage. We talked for a time and made a plan, we then went across town and then turned on her phone back on and threw it into a large rubbish bid behind a diner close to the airport. Then she used her card and got cash out and then threw it away into another bin. Stopping to get another cheap phone on the way back to my place. Now he couldn't track her, she laid on my back seat as we got close to our neighborhood. Her husband's car came towards us heading toward s where we had come from. So, I let her off at her home and she got her clothes in a suitcase, and she got back into my car, and we head to my place. I gave her a spare bedroom and let her settle in, didn't see the husband for several days. She in the meantime had changed her hair color and worn dark glasses when we went out. About a month later there was a rental sign in front of her old rental home. Her husband thought she had left the city; must have thought she took her clothes when she had left. I guess he went searching for her based on where the planes had gone that day. We aren't a big city and have only a few flights per day, so with the amount money she drawn out he decided where to look for her. Another month and still no sign of her husband, she was cleaning my house, cooking and my laundry as payment for staying with me. I was then offered a promotion, and it meant a transfer and I accepted the job and the transfer. She came with me, I sold my old home and bought another in my new hometown. While waiting to move into our new home, we became lovers, no alcohol involved or sudden burst of passion. We'd just looked at each other and became lovers and she started divorcing her husband. It went slowly at first it took some time to find him, and we used out of state lawyers. He was very angry and threaten the judge and got some time to cool down. Then arrested for breaking into the lawyer's offices looking for his now ex-wife living address and trashed the place also. We had contacted the lawyers by the internet and paid upfront for the divorce over the internet. Also paid any extra paid the same way, she could've got some money off her husband but had decided to pass on it to have a clean break. Anyway, he got several years for the break and enter and trashing the offices. By the time the divorce was final she was pregnant to me, and we married shortly after the divorce was final. Now years later we've 3 children and have no idea of what became of her ex and no interest in finding out either.