The next morning, Joanna got up early. After preparing breakfast, she started reading the entertainment newspaper. She assumed her picture with director Lane would be on the front page.
Suddenly her smile froze and entirely disappeared when she opened the paper. Donald walked downstairs and saw all the food on the table. He sat down, and she wouldn't even look at him.
Holding the paper in her hands, she sat there very still and had a troubled look on her face. With her long hair covering her face, he could not see her facial expression. Donald tried his best to pretend to be gentle and considerate, "Joanna, thank you for making breakfast."
She lifted up her head and looked at him. There was no look of softness or tenderness in her face. He could only feel a coldness in her manner.
Joanna started to say, "Darling, is there something that you would like to tell me?" She said in a shallow voice, "Where did you go yesterday?"