Sonia couldn't stop the smile on her lips as she worked in the kitchen. Her forehead glistened with tiny beads of sweat.
She felt at peace.
As she had the pan heated and the butter melted, the faint aroma began to fill the kitchen.
Her chest tightened slightly at a faint recollection of the hours she had spent to make Alex's meal.
Who would have thought that Cyndi paying a visit at home was practically because she was the fool who had to labour in the kitchen and serve them.
The realization left a bitter taste.
Now that she thought about it, Alex always ate more whenever Cyndi was around. And the two of them… they always exchanged those glances,
Sonia had once asked them what they were laughing at but they exchanged a quick glance and laughed harder, that even Cyndi had to clutch her stomach.
No doubt they must have laughed at my foolishness.
Preparing a banquet for my husband and mistress every single day was foolishness at the highest level.
