Had a similar experience with an old ex GF back in 2000. I'd not seen her since college in 1978 although her sister lived near by and I often saw her for a chat. The GF in question was living in the States after paying some redneck $3000 to marry her for a green card. Cutting a long story short, I was walking across the car park at work and my phone rang...it was her
I've just got married she said, congratulations, I've just got divorced, I replied...now I didn't know how she got my number or if she knew I'd just got divorced. Anyway after some months I went over and had the best holiday ever, 2000 mile road trip from Key West up through Tennessee, canoed through the Everglades, a few Disney shows and parks, getting evicted from Graceland etc etc etc. Went over some time later for a couple of weeks and it was just like being at home, with my mum...take your shoes off, dont do that, dont do this. I finally asked to drop me off at Miami airport, got out of the car and just kept walking, I'd dodged a bullet...or so I'd thought. Moving forward a year or so my then new GF was in my house waiting for me and she called, You'd better come back, there's someone here to see you...It was her, all the way from the States giving it the old ' do you know who I am ' routine to my GF ( now wife ) banging about what we'd done etc etc Embarrasing for me and slightly upsetting for my now wife. I made my excuses and somehow got her to her car and that was the last I've seen or heard of her. I still wonder even now sometimes what she's up to.