"We are going shopping, darling," Noelle arrived a few hours later. She has this look of concern all written on her face. However, not a few words of consolation later, she began her scheme to trash my husband. She even thought about spreading the most humiliating rumors about him. That he has this issue with making his little junior stand up, or that he was more interested in my dresses than me. I will contribute to that. He owes me a fortune!
"We will show that people how lucky they are!"
"What?"
"Yes, I will let them know that they contributed with the best of humanity by letting a beautiful lady like you out of their filthy hands," she smirked, "I won't let any scum of a man make you cry."