LADY KIRAH'S REVENGE

Part 2

CHAPTER 2

My name is Kirah Williams, and I am 24 years old. I am 170 cm tall, with an olive skin tone, brown hair, and eyes, and most importantly, I am attractive.

I am not the most beautiful, but I am confident that whenever I walk, all eyes will be on me.

Not to be arrogant or anything, but I've grown tired of people wanting to cast me in various dramas and movies, and some even wanted me to join their modeling agencies.

However, I am not interested in the entertainment industry. What I want is to live a peaceful life with people who love and care for me.

I have no idea who my parents or relatives are; all I know is that I grew up in a friendly orphanage where the matrons and teachers were very nice to me and the other children.

They sent us to school and provided us with what I consider to be the best education possible, given that our own parents did not want us and abandoned us.

Cretia, a country with a population of nearly ten million people, is where I was born and raised. I attended primary and secondary school in Cretia before attending college abroad for four years before returning to Cretia and opening my book café, which I have been running for over a year.

When I arrived back in Cretia, I ran into my best friend Debra Johns at the airport, and it was Debra who approached me first. For the first time, seeing how enthusiastic she was, I didn't mind making a new friend and having someone to talk to.

My life had been easy for the past two years with Debra by my side, and it got even crazier when I met Mike, my current boyfriend, who recently became Gertrude's husband.

I remember the first time I met Mike was on a rainy day, which I had not anticipated when I left the house. It was sunny when I left the house that day, so I didn't bring an umbrella with me and instead wore a huge brim hat to protect myself from the sun.

I was going shopping and, because I didn't have a car at the time, I took public transportation, which I've grown accustomed to.

The rain began to fall as I was driving back to my house, leaving me in an awkward situation. I was rushing home because I had something important to do and couldn't wait for the rain to stop.

Mike appeared to be a knight in shining armor as he considered the next procedure. I'm still not sure what he was doing in the mall that day, but it didn't matter because Mike offered to give me a ride.

Mike is a handsome man who does not appear to be his age. There's something about him that attracts ladies, and that's exactly what happened to me that day.

I was instantly drawn to him, like a moth to a flame, and let him send me back home. This was our first interaction, and we began talking after that.

I didn't want to fall for his charms too soon, so I delayed the dating process for three months before agreeing to date him.

We have been dating for five months now, and when things were about to get even better, Gertrude showed up and did this to me with so many people around. With everything thrown at me, how could I be at ease?

Gertrude sneered as she noticed me sitting on the floor as if the world had just ended for me. Without making a sound, tears streamed down my cheeks.

I showed everyone the perfect pitiful and crying goddess. I also believe that they were never going to ever forget about this day in a very long time.

Debra knelt in front of me and hugged me. My body shook as her warmth enveloped me, and I began to cry.

"Alas, I was aware of it. Kirah had no idea she was dating a married man."

"She is a good child who I want my silly daughters to emulate. How could she possibly ruin another woman's marriage?"

"It's clear from the way she's broken that she was planned against. That Mike, a hypocritical man, lied to Kirah, and look how she turned out!"

"It must be excruciating!"

Gertrude was in a bad mood after hearing all of this. She couldn't help but notice me, who was being consoled by Debra while crying uncontrollably.

Nobody knew what she was thinking, but I didn't care right now. I'll be able to walk with my head held high as long as everyone feels sorry for me right now.

I may have been a home-wrecker and dated another woman's husband, but I was also a victim, and as long as people recognize this, I will be safe. And as for Mike, the more his reputation suffers, the better for me and my grand scheme.

"Stop making yourself look pitiful! I doubt you didn't know, and even if you didn't, the fact remains that you're a mere vixen!" Gertrude, however, refused to fall for this ruse.

Hearing Gertrude's firmness in this, I couldn't help but be annoyed, but it won't be as interesting if she falls for it so quickly.

Finally, I pushed Debra away, exposing my red and swollen eyes from all the crying, as well as the swollen left cheek from being slapped.

I was portraying the embodiment of a pitiful woman, and only God knows what everyone was thinking at the time.

"Kirah_" Debra was about to say something, but I cut her off.

The show was still on, and I needed to keep it going until I got something out of it.

"I'm fine, I think this old are misinterpreting me, and I need to clarify some things with her," I said weakly after stopping her.

After telling Debra this, I struggled to get to my feet, but luckily Debra was there to help me up and I was soon on my feet. Although I couldn't stand properly and was trembling at the time, I could feel the pitying gazes of the other women in the room.

'Umphh, all that sitting has made my legs numb! What made me sit down in the first place? Next time, I'll fall into a chair rather than the ground. This is something I will never do again!'

I couldn't help but chastise myself for trying to be cool but ending up suffering.

Still, I looked up at Gertrude, whose expression wasn't so well, and opened my mouth and spoke tiredly, "ma'am, I honestly don't know what's going on here and I am very sorry for hurting you. I honestly had no idea about this. Mike never told me he was married, and this is the first time I've heard about it!"

Gertrude was observing me closely and maybe my act was simply so perfect that this time she didn't flare up but walked much closer to me before saying, "if that's true then it's for the best. It appears that you and I need to talk, and I would prefer it if there were no other people around."

Gertrude eventually gave in and suggested something that I also desired. It would be detrimental to all of us if we continued to be a spectacle to others.

Gertrude was enraged, but she also recognized the dangers of continuing to confront each other in public. Fortunately, this event prohibited the use of cell phones; otherwise, I would have become a celebrity after going viral.

I gave her a faint smile and nodded in agreement, "I would love that as well."