"What did my mommy do to your mommy?" Zac was deeply worried. Things seemed to be more serious than he had expected.
"You won't believe me even if I tell you the truth. Why don't you go back and ask your mom? It would be more real if she admits it herself." Finishing her words, she pushed him away and sat up, "I'm going back to my room. I have a meeting in the afternoon."
She walked to the window, opened the curtains, looked outside and found no one was outside. Then she quickly opened the door and sneaked out as if she was a thief.
Zac was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. Since they hadn't divorced yet and they were now legally married, what was she worried about?
Her room was next to his. When she stepped into it, she took a shower first. After changing into clean clothes, she stood in front of the mirror and saw the clear hickeys on her neck. She was so upset.
