Brett Morritt and I were together for many years. He was a very close member in our family, and my children loved him as their stepfather. After my sister was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I was unable to attend a party together with Brett, and encouraged him to attend the party without me. Brett did and met a woman, Mary Pat Filice, a London realtor, with Royal LePage First London, who had then began an immediate affair together. I began to suspect after a short while, as Brett began acting different, turning off his cell phones at times when it was always on 24 hours a day. I found his credit card statement, and found that he had been taking this selfish loser to a romantic inn for a getaway, after he told me that he had to go away for work related purposes.