Kate clenched her fist tightly, she felt furious inside seeing her husband flirting with another woman...
she knows Ethan does not love her... he never did. but she can't give up on him... she did everything just to be his wife...
furiously she went in front of the mirror, looking at herself in its reflection, then she grabbed the hairbrush and started combing her hair while thinking of a way to find out.....
who is that woman having an affair with her husband .....
Ethan came inside the room from the small balcony, he grabbed his pillow and blanket then went to the guest room next door to sleep there.....
looking at his back Kate stared at Ethan feeling adamant at what happened just now...
she just started seeing Ethan walk out of their room for the first time...
Seething with anger she throws the brush at the door... crumbling into a pile of flimsy nightdress on the floor crying...
this is the first time Ethan slept in another room, ever since they got married...
even though she forces herself to Ethan to be his wife he still sleeps beside her, even though he doesn't love her...
She stood up and went downstairs to the barroom to fix herself a drink, she kept on drinking until she passed out...
Early next morning she woke up feeling light-headed... still sitting at the barstool...
she walked to the kitchen hoping to see Ethan.....
finding the kitchen empty, she asked the cleaning staff about Ethan
KATE: Mr's Murphy have you seen my husband? she asked
MR'S MURPHY: Madam I've seen your husband earlier this morning, leaving carrying his luggage full of clothes...
maybe he's on his way to a long business trip??? the cleaning staff said...
KATE: luggage? you mean he's carrying his suitcase when he left? Kate asked feeling aghast hearing her husband leaving without telling her.....
MR'S MURPHY: madam do you want to have your breakfast now???
KATE: ah... no..... no..... she declined still feeling light-headed from all the whiskey she drunk last night.... turning around, she headed upstairs to their room...
she met her mother at the top of the stairs, looking at her haggard look..... her mother shakes her head then follows her inside her room...
ALICE: See!?! what did I tell you??? your womanizer husband is up to no good again... Alice Manchester said while shaking her head at her daughter.
KATE: mom please... my head hurts so bad.... can you please give me some space??? Kate said crying miserably...
ALICE: ah what the hell are you crying for??? you're his wife!!! pull yourself together okay!!!
KATE: mom... I'm his wife in name.... but we all know that he doesn't love me..... we only force him to marry me..... remember????
ALICE: SO WHAT??? you're still his wife..... he doesn't have the right to keep on cheating on you... Alice admonished her crying daughter
KATE: mom.... before I can tolerate his cheating .....
because even though he doesn't love me, he also never gets serious with those other women, but this time I think it's different...
ALICE: ah silly girl don't just cry there doing nothing...
look at me..... if I didn't fight for your father's love,...
then I won't be what I am right now .....
Mr. Alice Manchester proudly said to her daughter.
KATE: mom??? what do you mean, fight for your Love? aren't you're Dad's first girlfriend? kate asked her mother feeling slightly astonished at what her mother said...
ALICE: oh... no..... no... I'm not your dad's first girlfriend.....
his first girlfriend is my best friend, but I met your dad first.....
you're dad's family and Ethan's family are friends since then...
I met them at a party your grandfather's friend hosted.....
I fell in love with your father the moment I saw him
So I asked your grandpa to introduce me to him...
but then... just like Ethan to you, your dad never care about me, not even a glance he never did...
but I insist...
I invited him to your uncle's birthday, that time I'm with Simone Sheffield my best friend.... he came to me and asked me to introduce him to Simone...
I was so hurt at the time, but I can only pretend, so as not to make him feel disappointed at me.....
Simone is my friend from an ordinary family, not poor.... but not rich either while our family came from a little well to do family the kind of rich but not so rich...