Cheyenne took a stroll around and finally picked out apples, peaches, dragon fruit, watermelon and juicy peaches.
When it came to choosing a cake, she didn’t hesitate to use the money Kelvin gave her to pick out the most expensive one. Her only thought was that spending her husband’s money was satisfying!
After selecting everything she wanted, Cheyenne walked over to the cashier to pay. Unfortunately for her, there were about five or six people in front of her so she had to wait.
Bored, Cheyenne pulled out her phone and logged onto Twitter. She checked the homepage and saw that the trending topic about her daughter had disappeared. Jerry may not be reliable but he sure is efficient when it comes to getting things done.
Maybe I should be generous enough to send him an invitation card for my wedding?
Just then, an argument broke out in front of Cheyenne.
“You shameless home wrecker! Why did you have to seduce someone else’s husband at such a young age and destroy others’ family? Disgusting!”
The voice was piercingly loud; even Cheyenne found it hard not hear what was being said.
Curious about what was going on up ahead, she looked up only to see a middle-aged woman with slightly chubby build hurling insults at someone else.
She had rough features, and two thick and straight eyebrows.
Her skin wasn’t particularly fair, but she wore a white lace dress anyway.
One foot sported sandals with heels taller than 10cm while the other remained barefoot since its partner served as weapon aimed towards the cashier.
It was then that Cheyenne noticed something familiar: The mask on top of this cashier’s face had been pulled down by this woman revealing who lay beneath it… and it surprised Cheyenne greatly:
“How could it be… her?”
Since most shoppers here were women themselves, they naturally sympathized more with wives than mistresses, so many ladies joined in on berating this woman too.
“Disgusting! You’re pretty enough already and you can work, so why become a home wrecker?”
“That’s right! Shameless girl nowadays don’t want work hard anymore; they think about trading sex for easy money.”
“It’s wrong no matter how you look at it: Home wreckers are societal parasites; beat them up!”
This woman endured physical abuse from these women along with public scorn yet still remained silent until she caught sight of Cheyenne.
Her mind suddenly exploded and went blank.
Anger, shame, hatred… various emotions fermented in Emily’s mind. She thought she could just endure it and let this matter pass, but now she was furious.
Her eyes turned cold as she snatched the woman’s shoe from her hand and threw it onto the street outside. “Have you caused enough trouble?” she yelled.
She had previously appeared weak and vulnerable to being hit, but now she suddenly became fierce. The middle-aged woman was somewhat incredulous when Emily pointed at her beautiful face with her finger: “You dare to curse me!”
“If you have time to curse me as a home wrecker, why don’t you go back and ask your husband how he seduced me? He said he wanted to divorce you and buy me bags and houses… Yes, I am a home wrecker, but that was all his own choice!”
“You don’t even see that you’re old-fashioned with an ugly appearance while having such an aggressive temper like an angry tiger; which man would like you?”
“I haven’t contacted your husband for over a year now. Perhaps he has more mistresses than even you know about! You’re just a pitiful abandoned person; don’t force me to curse at you! Get lost!”
This outburst did intimidate the middle-aged woman who couldn’t deny that Emily had some reasonable points.
After giving birth to two children, she was out of shape while also becoming lazy in dressing up; moreover, her husband was an executive surrounded by young pretty girls.
And perhaps Emily was just one of them.
Just then, the supermarket manager rushed over with two security guards blowing their whistles urgently, “Who’s causing trouble?”
The middle-aged woman didn’t want herself to be caught by police, so she chose to leave, but before that, she spoke harshly towards Emily. “Humph, don’t think I’m afraid of you; anyway I won’t let go of you. Just you wait!”
Emily’s hair was disheveled. Buttons of her uniform had been torn off, so she could only cover her chest with one hand.
How she was surrounded by various excellent men as the President’s daughter formed a sharp contrast to her current embarrassment. What’s worse, the woman she hated most was watching her lose face.
The breakdown of an adult may only happen in a moment. Emily who just scared away the middle-aged woman was now crying sadly on the checkout counter.
Cheyenne didn’t have any sympathy for her and pushed her shopping cart towards another checkout without saying anything.
In that instant when she turned around, she heard the manager reprimanding Emily. “What’s wrong with you? How can you make your personal affairs affect the company business? We can no longer keep you here…”
“Sir, please let me continue working. I really cannot lose this job.”
“I let you stay and it damages my company’s reputation. How do you plan to compensate me? I’m taking a risk for you.”
Without being told, Cheyenne already knew this man’s ulterior intentions towards Emily.
For these kinds of promiscuous women who were somewhat attractive, men naturally wanted to try them out.
Although it was disgusting, this was just another side of society’s reality.
At the Foley mansion, Cheyenne changed into some home clothes and sorted through all the fruit she bought before taking out one of each kind.
Today she would cook herself, preparing a fruit platter for her family.
The cooking maid was busy cooking but sees saw elegantly Cheyenne cut up fruit with her delicate hands.
“Madam’s hands are so beautiful! It’s such a waste using them to cook.”
These hands were used to fight against death but now they’re doing ordinary things like cooking in the kitchen.
It made people feel surprised at how such great talent could be wasted on something so mundane.
But for Cheyenne it was just something small she could do for her family.
Cheyenne simply smiled faintly. “It’s okay; they all love my salads anyway. First, I am their mother and wife before being the hospital director.”
At first deciding to study medicine was because her grandpa sparked an interest in her; later on it was because she wanted to protect those around her; finally, she wanted to use her medical skills to save more people.
But if she couldn’t even take care of her own family, how could she be expected to treat and care for others?