The Help

(Cindy’s POV) "How could you, Lester? Flirting with Camilla right in front of me, your wife!" I frantically shouted as soon as he parked the car outside the mansion. My voice is trembling with fury, my eyes flashing in betrayal. I couldn't stop thinking of the way he looked at Camilla earlier. Does he still want his ex-wife?! My knuckles turned white in anger. I would have crushed the purse I’m holding if it wasn't so expensive. Lester shrugged nonchalantly. "You're being paranoid, Cindy. Camilla is just a business colleague," he retorted, dismissing my concerns with a wave of his hand. He indifferently turned his back at me, not even a hint of concern on his face. I have been whining to him on our way home. I kept accusing him of wanting to cheat on Camilla. Well, can you blame me when he’s not even ashamed to show his attraction to her in front of me? Something tells me that Camilla is deliberately seducing him. She knows that Lester finds her attractive, and she’s purposely turning