Chapter 38: Unbearable
"What do you mean he's looking for her?!" Bianca's voice cracked, filled with pure disbelief and rage.
"That florist?!" She let out a bitter laugh, pacing back and forth as fury pulsed through her veins. "After everything, after all this time, he—" She stopped mid-sentence, shaking her head as if trying to process the reality of it. "He left me... for her?"
Carol sighed while swirling the wine in her glass as she lounged in her chair and watched Bianca with both amusement and mild irritation. "Don't be so dramatic. Adrian hasn't left you for anyone. At least not yet, anyway." She took a sip as her red lips curled into a knowing smirk. "That's why we need to handle this before it's too late."
Bianca clenched her jaw. Her perfectly applied lipstick was now smudged
