Chapter 5: Mistresses

My eyes again sought the woman who shamed me in front of those who praised my husband and his mistress. Nonetheless, instead of finding her, I noticed Steven's glue-like stare directed at me.

His gaze was not fixed on me, but it was directed towards my neck and the slight exposure of my chest. Adding a unique touch to the formal event gown I was wearing, I had a slit design on the side of my legs.

I was just about to return to him the strange stare he was giving me. However, when my eyes turned back to his and Amby's eyes, a woman entered behind them wearing a Maxi Dress and her echoing stilettos up to five inches long. The red of her lips matched the excitement of the evening and her ponytail was styled so high that it was appeared like she was the star of the night.

She rushed in front of me while chewing gum and raising her eyebrows. After she had stopped, she gave me an impish grin that revealed her intentions to tease me.

"Long time no see, great pretender," she taunted.

I returned the raised eyebrows and asked coldly, "and you are?"

Her face was tinged with a blush of embarrassment as soon as I asked my straightforward question. But in less than a second, she immediately regained her posture and spoke, "Great pretender indeed. So, what they said was right? That you're acting you don't recognize anyone… like the bad old times."

"I'm not acting."

"Yeah? That's what you said before, wasn't it? You faked it not once, but twice, so Steven wouldn't leave you." She faked a laugh and then looked at me from head to toe before she continued, "Well, you're good at acting, so you can fool—"

"Missus Carter isn't faking it! She had an accident and lost her memories, so shut up!"

The woman was about to answer but Amby interrupted her to speak, "Missus Carter, don't take offense at the fact that Steven and I entered at the same time. I just met him at the entrance, so I went along."

I stifled a small chuckle, but refused to say anything. What am I? A child? To believe in their petty words.

I was still chuckling when Celine moved closer to me and whispered in my ear.

"That is Hailey Black, Amby's cousin. She also pushed you into the pool."

Taking a glance back at Amby, I noticed the smile had not left her lips, making her seem very pure and innocent. As I was getting ready to ask Celine to depart, I was unprepared for the question that Amby was about to put forth for me.

“I’ve heard you had a car accident. How are you doing now?”

I was startled. I expected to hear this question when I was in hospital, but I didn't hear it, not even once- not from my husband... Not from my relatives... but from someone that had a biggest contribution to my accident.

"Couz, what are you inquiring? She probably won't be able to answer because she's just pretending—"

"You brainless! How many times do I have to shove in your face that the accident was not fake? She lost her memories after that accident!" Celine raised her voice, so I pulled her arm to signal her to stop.

"Ha! Memory lost again?! Isn't that what she said before? Who knows if she's faking it so that Steven won't leave her again!"

Celine was ready to answer back, her fists clenched, but Hailey cut her off before she could say anything. “Why are you butting in? Do you think that you have a place in this chain even though you are just a secretary? Oh well, it was often said that birds of a feather flock together.”

Celine was in a difficult situation, and Hailey was ready to seize her chance, but I quickly held her back and positioned myself in front of her. “Maybe you're right, Hailey. Those who share a close bond and remain together tend to act and think similarly…” I smiled sweetly at her and added, “Just like mistresses.”

“Damn you! Who are you calling mistress?!”

“I was just giving an example regarding the saying you said. Why? Could it be that I have stepped to a wound that made you mad and agitated? If you were hurt by my words, it can be you’re a home wrecker.” I shrugged.

"You bitch—"

"Hailey didn't mean her words. She just wanted to express her words, but she couldn't express it with the right way," Amby said.

"What? No! I mean them! I want to scratch her face and shave her head—"

"That's enough!" Amby's voice turned chilly.

Hailey squealed sharply and furiously as she held herself back. I simply stared at her emotionlessly and then spun away. "Let's go, Celine. Come with me to the restroom."

But before I could step away, Steven's spiky voice stopped me. "There's no time for that. The Senior is waiting for us. We need to greet him."

My breath caught in my throat as I braced myself and looked him in the eye. His gaze was so intense that it felt like it was piercing right through my soul. What? Might he be feeling mad because I responded to the words of the lady and her pup?! I rolled my eyes in my mind.

"Sure," I said reluctantly. "Celine, I'll only be gone for a few minutes, and I'll get back to you right away. If anything ever happens, just call me and don't hesitate."

She smiled at me while nodding. As I left the area, I couldn't help but take note of the strange smile and look on Hailey's face as she looked at Celine.

For a moment, I felt I shouldn't leave Celine…