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Angelina Nelson is a Harvard graduate only known for her role as the president's wife. Being married to a workaholic, a cheating bastard isn't all it's cooked up to be.
Turns of events have her life on the line, and it's all in the h...
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3rd Pov
The remainder of the festival followed with Daichi's grandmother and Angelina hand in hand venturing from stall to stall taste testing and stuffing their faces with delicacies to their heart's content, and Daichi trailing them from behind carrying their unfinished treat in his arms.
As the week progressed into the next week Elaine would pop up from time to time at the cottage to spend quality time with her grandson and Angelina tagging along for the joy ride, mostly because she had nothing better to do than sit and wait.
" You should visit your grandmother more, she's such a sweet bundle to be around. " She spoke from the couch as Daichi approached handing her a glass of apple juice.
Hypocritical coming from her who hasn't spoken to their grandmother in almost a year. But that gave her all the more reason to push him to see her as often as he possibly could.
' You'd love that, wouldn't you. '
He thought as he recall each time his grandmother came unannounced Angelina would get a bag of goodies each time she tagged along.
" I'll try my best. " he sighs
It wasn't that he minded her getting treats, it was that Elaine refused to give him any of her homemade cookies until she saw fit that his punishment was to her satisfaction.
She nodded sipping her cold beverage as her eye trialed outside noting the dark clouds above. ' Looks like it's gonna rain soon. ' Angelina has found herself spacing out a lot these past few days as she waits for the moment when everything falls into place.
She sighs as her eyes flickered to the rustle in the bushes, weird, before brushing it off as an animal passing through.
' What are we having for dinner tonight? ' she contemplates absentmindedly between food choices.
" What the bloody hell. " Daichi's muttering caught her attention.
Turning toward him, her head tilted at his mouth remained agape staring ahead in disbelief in front of him. She followed his train of sight towards the television he must have turned on while she was distracted by her thoughts.
What she saw was a site to behold, it was more than she thought it would be. Her lips spread into an uncontrollable smile at the chaos unveiled in front of her. She could understand Daichi's shock, who wouldn't be flabbergasted seeing someone you knew having their entire affair aired out on numerous television services for all to see.
The images played out like a slide, Rayon intimate with different women almost half naked like mutts in heat.
" I didn't think id be seeing this on a Monday morning, huh. " An airy laugh passed her lips, her eyes held pure glee.
