Her husband's lover looked at Sharon's weathered face and hunched body and smiled sympathetically. "Oh, dear Sharon, it's only been two years since we last met. How did you become like this? Listen to me. You can't go on like this. Men won't be interested in you at all when they see you like this. Allen left you in the first place because you were so boring. Women should dress up like flowers. That will get men's love. Look at you. You're almost withered. It's sad."
Everything her husband's lover said annoyed Sharon. She wanted to throw the dirty water in the basin at the bitch in front of her, but she held back because she didn't want to lose the job she'd worked so hard to get.
When she got home that night, Sharon sat on the desk and hammered it angrily. Her eyes were burning with anger. She cursed under her breath. Anger made her expression much more lively. She didn't look so numb and lifeless anymore.
