Iris was speechless. She would never dare to shove anyone into the sea no matter how much she hated that person.
She was worried that Cherry did not know how to swim and that she would not be able to rescue Cherry because she was not a swimmer herself.
If that was the case, she would have committed homicide if Cherry drowned. It was not a crime Iris wanted to bear. Besides, she had no intentions to harm anyone.
Revenge had not even crossed Iris’s mind even when Cherry had been trying to seduce Quentin. She merely felt that she would just cut all ties with Cherry after helping her out with her husband’s case.
“By the way, you should keep a close eye on your husband. There are very few men who could resist temptations.”
Iris was feeling awkward receiving similar advice from the other women. “Thank you.” She smiled. “I’ll bear that in mind.”
It dawned on Iris—after the crowd had dispersed—that she was too embarrassed to face Quentin.
They had only started dating not too long ago bu