What a harmonious picture, which makes me feel a sudden compulsion of going out.
They are a perfect match for each other, but I am just ‘the other woman’ between them. I am nothing to
them. There will be one day when Frances gets tired of me and comes back to Whitney. In the end, I’ll
just become a laughing stock.
Seeing me walk in, Whitney comes over with a smile and holds my arm.
“Jane, you’re back? Have you eaten yet? I’ll get you a pair of chopsticks.”
For a moment, I really thought it was my hallucination.
Is it a trick that she suddenly becomes so nice to me?
I’m so flustered and nervous that I dare not look straight at them.
Whitney takes me to the table and pushes me into a chair.
“I’ve already eaten. Please continue to enjoy your meal and forget about me.” I stand up for leaving but
she stops me.
“I have some words for you.” she looks up at me with a resigned but determined look in her eyes, “I’ve
thought about it. Frances loves to have fun and fools around with girls. Maybe this is the kind of life he
wants. In the past, what I did to you may be a little extreme, but now I’ve come to the idea that we
actually could live together peacefully. You can live with us and I won’t hinder like before.”
In a trance, I thought I was deaf.
It’s unbelievable that such words come from a modern woman. Is it that she has given her agreement
on Frances having mistress?
What kind of love is it that she is willingly to give in so much in her marriage?
Frances raises his head and looks at Whitney, says indifferently, “I only want you to do what you
promised me. As for your other businesses, I have no interest at all.”
Rising from his seat, he goes upstairs and closes his room door.
There is a hint of frustration in Whitney’s eyes. She puts down the chopsticks, with the nice and tender
look suddenly disappearing on her face, and warns me, “Jane, do you think I would really accept you?
No! If it was not for the reason that Frances insists on divorcing me because of you, how could I put
myself in such a low position to live with you? I’m just here to keep an eye on you. I’d like to see what
tricks you can pull off under my nose!”
And now, I finally understand her purpose.
However, isn’t there a misunderstanding?
“Your divorce has nothing to do with me. Frances would never divorce you for my reason, so it’s
meaningless for you to do these.”
Frances just takes me as an excuse. He would still get a divorce if he wants, even without me.
But I think he obviously loves Whitney, why would they come to divorce? Are there also
misunderstandings between them?
Anyway, their business is not my concern. All I need to do is to keep my own safety and find another
opportunity to get away from Frances.
“I don’t need you to me if it’s meaningful! You’d better behave yourself or I’ll come for you! With me
here, you’ll never have a chance to get into Frances’ bed!”
I get into Frances’ bed? Why bother? It’s not gonna happen. It’s also impossible for Frances to get into
my bed.
I couldn’t let him do whatever he wants while I’m pregnant. Even if I had my surgery done, it’s
necessary to be celibate for a time. So her worries are unlikely to happen for a month.
Tired of arguing with her, I get up and says to her, “As long as you don’t do anything frenzied to me, do
anything as you like.”
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