Daphne parked her car on the drive and stepped out, with a bag in her hand. She walked to the house, inserted the key in the lock and pushed the door open. She walked inside and closed the door.
“Emmanuel, I’m home!” she shouted. She took her jaqueta off and hung it on the casaco rack. Then she walked further to the cozinha and let the bag slip out of her hands.
Someone had been in their house and rearranged it with new furniture and someone had cleaned up the mess.
Daphne was furious. She had given Cas the straight order of fixing everything. This would cost a fortune and they did not have a fortune. And where was Mister Rampage?
She walked to the storage and looked for an axe. When she’d found it she went back to the kitchen. She lifted the axe, but before she could let it down a firm hand gripped her arm. She averted her head and looked in Meg’s face.
With her free hand Meg took the axe and broke it in half. Daphne dropped the axe on the ground.
“You really can’t be that stupid” she said disdainful.
“How did you get in here? Did Emmanuel give you a key?” Daphne asked hysterical.
Meg smirked. “Yeah” she said slowly. “That way I can sneak in whenever you’re out. Then we have hot, steamy sex for hours”
Daphne grabbed Meg’s hair, trying to hurt her, but Meg just had tightened her grip on Daphne’s hand to make Daphne let go.
“Where’s my husband? Is he with you? Is he in your bed?” Daphne asked as tears filled her eyes.
“He’s not with me” Meg said. “But there’s a note on the table. I noticed when I came in. You might have seen it too, if you hadn’t been so busy trying to destroy the cupboard”
She let go of Daphne and Daphne stepped away from her to the table. She quickly read the note and her face stiffened when she’d finished.
“God, please, no” she mumbled in panic. She grabbed her keys and walked past Meg, outside to her car. She got in, started the engines, drove off the drive and drove full speed ahead.
“Emmanuel, I’m home!” she shouted. She took her jaqueta off and hung it on the casaco rack. Then she walked further to the cozinha and let the bag slip out of her hands.
Someone had been in their house and rearranged it with new furniture and someone had cleaned up the mess.
Daphne was furious. She had given Cas the straight order of fixing everything. This would cost a fortune and they did not have a fortune. And where was Mister Rampage?
She walked to the storage and looked for an axe. When she’d found it she went back to the kitchen. She lifted the axe, but before she could let it down a firm hand gripped her arm. She averted her head and looked in Meg’s face.
With her free hand Meg took the axe and broke it in half. Daphne dropped the axe on the ground.
“You really can’t be that stupid” she said disdainful.
“How did you get in here? Did Emmanuel give you a key?” Daphne asked hysterical.
Meg smirked. “Yeah” she said slowly. “That way I can sneak in whenever you’re out. Then we have hot, steamy sex for hours”
Daphne grabbed Meg’s hair, trying to hurt her, but Meg just had tightened her grip on Daphne’s hand to make Daphne let go.
“Where’s my husband? Is he with you? Is he in your bed?” Daphne asked as tears filled her eyes.
“He’s not with me” Meg said. “But there’s a note on the table. I noticed when I came in. You might have seen it too, if you hadn’t been so busy trying to destroy the cupboard”
She let go of Daphne and Daphne stepped away from her to the table. She quickly read the note and her face stiffened when she’d finished.
“God, please, no” she mumbled in panic. She grabbed her keys and walked past Meg, outside to her car. She got in, started the engines, drove off the drive and drove full speed ahead.
