Cliff's POV
It was eleven in the morning. From my glass window, I could see Stephanie standing right by her desk. It's been over an hour she been in the office. Alex dropped her off in office they were laughing in the parking lot as if she knows what kind of monster he is.
She ignored me at the parking lot, went straight to receptionist ask her place and joined. Not once she had she looed towards me. Even now, her laugh as she tug few strands of her hair behind her ear. The way her eyes twinkle to that bastard who was hitting on her rather than mentoring her.
Stephanie's POV
Cliff walked down, still in the same attire as before. His forearm fully showing. Claire eyes were fixated at him, it was clear as day that she was enjoying the view. Eyes drooling like someone put her favourite meal infornt of her.
Even if I am just a contractual wife, still a wife. Eyeing someone else's wife while she stood there. I wonder if the world will call this homewrecker.
