"Lover? What is this mess! Love? What the devil is that?" Jane Sampson bristled, "I don't love James Black at all. There is absolutely no love between me and James Black. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him, so don't involve love in our relationship; it would be a disservice to the word itself."
"I didn't say you loved James Black, what are you getting worked up for?" Nina Rice retorted languidly, then explained, "The 'lover' I'm talking about is just another term for husband."
"..." Inside, Jane likely had a hammer she wanted to smash Nina with.
Can't she just speak plainly?
Why does she have to be so ambiguous and scare people like that?
Her heart disease was about to be scared out of her.
"I think I won't get any good advice from you," Jane said.
"No, on the contrary, I suggest you take this opportunity to propose divorce to James Black. Darling, after you do this, you will receive a lifetime's worth of rewards," Nina chuckled more joyfully.
