Forty Four

"So what are you going to do now, that you know Marcel didn't do anything wrong." Stephanie asked, her and Abigail was seated at the back seat of her car.. while Stephanie's driver took the wheel.

"I don't know." Abigail replied with a sigh, resting her head on the car seat. She felt so embarrassed by her earlier behavior. She should have let him explain when he wanted to do so, but she didn't let him speak. Now she could understand why he broke the contract marriage.

"What? You have to apologize? That is what you should do!" Stephanie said deadpan, staring at a friend with the *Are you serious? You don't know what to do?* look.

"I called him a glorified mannequin Stephanie, a glorified mannequin!" Abigail slaps her forehead. If she was Marcel... she would never accept any apologies coming from her.

"That's all the more reason why you have to go apologize to him." Stephanie pressed further.

"I will have to get myself prepared. First mentally, and emotionally."

"You had better be fast