Chapter 41. Great Mortification

Her eyes lingered on Ethan and Ashley that could be seen through the blind curtains. Michelle could not help but fist her hand, noticing how touchy the woman was to her husband. The woman kept leaning down in front of him to show her huge breasts that looked like about to explode in her white tube dress.

“Is she a prostitute?” She winced and shook her head.

She tore her gaze away and focused on her monitor to finish the report she’d been writing all day, still clenching her jaw as the unwelcomed thoughts whirled on her mind.

Why the hell Ethan did not inform her about this project he was cooking with Ashley? Wasn’t she supposed to know the details of it since she was his secretary... and his wife, apparently? Those thoughts made her blood boil even more.

“Michelle, are you there?” She heard the familiar voice of her husband from the intercom.

Sighing, she pushed the answer button and said, “Yes, I am here. What do you want?”

She caught the bittern