Photographs scattered everywhere, even without the derisive gazes of the crowd, Wendy Gilian felt utterly humiliated.
Her face flushed crimson, her hands unnaturally fidgeting together, "I... I... Enough, enough!!!"
Her voice went from timid at first to sharp and fierce, the unspoken rules of affairs and kept women were tacitly accepted in the circle.
She never imagined that one day she would be confronted by her lover's wife.
Lady Hamilton's rage subsided quite a bit, she zipped up her bag, "Little girl, you should be grateful that I still have some conscience, not letting you make a fool of yourself in front of everyone on the live broadcast."
It takes two to tango when it comes to a husband cheating with a home-wrecker, both are at fault, there was no need to single out just the woman's mistakes.
"Oh, right, your chance to become a model on the Z.S.E fashion show was also because my husband pulled some strings, wasn't it?"
"Don't look so gloomy, I'm just telling the truth."
