She helped Kilian up from the ground, her tone suddenly gentle.
"Kilian, are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"If you're okay, we can continue your painting, didn't you say that you couldn't catch up with the schedule?"
He responded with concern, but his eyes were actually mocking me.
Heidi's obvious double-standards made me feel particularly frustrated.
Suppressing my raging anger, I turned and left.
Back in the car, I lit my first cigarette and took a deep puff.
Then the second, the third ....
Nicotine and tar soothed my throbbing nerves and I let out a long sigh.
I thought I still had a hard time divorcing Heidi.
I was planning to have a good talk with her about modeling after she got home today.
But as I opened the car window for some fresh air, I overheard two middle-aged women passing by chatting.
"Oh, you didn't see a couple in the resort over there, vulgar and immoral?"
"That's right. Though this place is remote, they can't be so careless, right?"
"Those two, shameless fellows!"
My heart skipped a beat as I listened to their description.
I slammed the car door and hurried back, to witness a scene that made my scalp tingle.