“Yes, what do you think about her?” “She seems to carry herself pretty well. Say, you didn’t bring her here today because…” she said as she pointed suggestively in the direction of the living room, “For my boy, Hugo, did you?” Danielle propped a giant thumbs-up. “Mrs. Klein, nothing gets past you.
The moment Willow saw Danielle, she made a point of ‘panicking’ and backing away from Karl before casting a frantic look at Danielle. “Hey, Ms. Wendell, you’re back.” Danielle’s expression was cold and rigid. She swiped a look at Karl before turning back to Willow who was acting shifty. “Hey, sis
Danielle was upset. She had a feeling that Willow wanted something more. She mentioned that she wanted to see her to show her the baby clothing catalog but came empty-handed. Where was the logic in that? She was not sure why, but her impression of Willow was getting worse by the minute. At the sa
Danielle was not expecting Willow to attack her character. “Why should I quit a job I’m proud of?” Willow smiled. “Yes, a woman who works, especially as an advisor in a college of all things would be seen as very respectable to most people. However, don’t forget that you are not an ordinary woman,
Danielle dismissed her opinion. “I can’t possibly allow myself to live like a caged bird. It doesn’t matter how posh the cage is. I need someone who truly understands me as I am. Karl understands me. That’s why he won’t throw a fit because of my insistence to work or pressure me to resign. He wouldn
At this point, Danielle wanted to tell her off. ‘If your life is miserable, then so be it. Why must you torment another person over it?’ Danielle said defiantly, “I think you’re getting a little too in over your head here. You are not Karl. What makes you think Karl will be bothered by my professi
Danielle leaned back onto the couch and taunted her again, “Might as well take this with you. Karl knows how to take care of his kid.” Willow turned around and shot her another glare. Then, she grabbed the catalog and left without sparing Danielle another glance. Shortly after she left, Karl came
Willow was waiting on a wicker chair set at the front of the courtyard. When she saw Karl show up, she got up and greeted him with a bright smile, “Karl, were you looking for me?’ Karl glared at her icily. Judging by his expression, Willow had an impression of what this was about. Still, she kept