Chapter 250: The feigned sadness

Lorie walked back over, with a cup of coffee in her hand and forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. It looked more strained than sincere. She placed the cup on the table in front of Anne, then sat down across from her with a sigh.

"Robert is controlling," she said, voice low and bitter. "He treats me like a maid, not a wife. I can’t even leave the house without him knowing. He won’t let me work."