Fay shut the door behind her, and slid down to the floor.
With her face buried in her hand, she wailed. Just when she thought things could maybe become a little less complicated between herself and Ace, he did this.
There was really nothing that hurt her more than being assigned a character she would never embody.
A golddigger? Through her tears, she sniffled.
How many men had tried to get her number at the restaurant, even when she thought they were just making a mockery out of her, because she couldn't possibly be as gorgeous as their wives?
Never for once had the thought to welcome their advances even crossed her mind. She couldn't fathom what about this entire situation would make her a golddigger.
Did she know the status of Alexander when she met him? What kind of calculators and manipulations would she have woven for Ace to be at the restaurant at the exact same time a woman trying to destroy her over the actions of her man was also present?
