I found it funny looking at Linda's guilty and helpless expression.
"Linda, I just went over to check the situation."
I believed in Adrian in my heart. He wouldn't cheat.
I always thought it was better to be direct.
It was better to face the problem rather than making groundless guesses and causing misunderstandings. This situation did not necessarily mean that Adrian was cheating.
But looking at Linda's guilty expression, it seemed that Adrian had been convicted.
In this stalemate, they got on the elevator and left.
I looked at Linda who was holding my arm tightly and didn't force her.
I would ask him when we got home in the evening.
"It's all your fault for not dressing up normally. He cheated on you!"
I was speechless when I saw her expression of disappointment.
Linda had accused her son of cheating before anything was confirmed.
I didn't know if it was out of guilt or some other emotion that afternoon.
She bought me a bunch of clothes, shoes, and bags, and also went to a jewelry store.
She didn't buy anything herself.
I refused in vain, so I had to accompany her silently until dark.
At 7 p.m., I had just come out of the shower when I heard a rapid knock on the door.