Gloria's lips twitched. Actually, Angela was a strong-willed woman. If it hadn't been for what had happened last night, which had driven her into a dead-end street and destroyed the image she had created for herself all these years in a day, she wouldn't have become so mad.
Gloria only smiled, "I've no intention of getting back together with Jordy. But speaking that, Cousin Angela, I don't think Jordy's eye is ever on you. Being bedridden for a year has brought nothing in him but his pity for you. A marriage bound by gratitude. Is that any different from mine with him?"
"Of course there is!" Angela didn't hesitate to satirize, "I'm not you. And I will never bind him with your so-called gratitude. Just because he didn't love you doesn't mean he doesn't love me. You'll see, Gloria."
Glori
