Feelings

Around the same time. Somewhere inside a penthouse in downtown area.

Stiletto hoes were thrown all over the corner as she sulked and sat on the bed.

"Now, explain," she crossed both arms in front of her chest, and puffed angrily, "don't you dare treating me as a fool."

Charles, who just entered the bedroom, heaved a sigh as he loosened up his tie. He walked to the bathroom through a narrow walkway in between the bedroom, "There's nothing to talk about."

Helen sprung up immediately and followed closely behind him, "Do you think I'm blind? I saw the way you looked at her, alright?" She pointed her fingers outward, "and THAT was not nothing!"

And then with one hand, she held onto his upper arm, and turned him around, "Look at me in the eye, and tell me honestly."

Charles had his patience drained by the time he turned around. He pulled his arm away roughly; wanting to shake her hold off of him.