Katherine stood at the door, eyeing the two breakfast boxes in Elinor's hands. "I brought you breakfast. May I come in?"
She hesitated. The last thing Katherine wanted was to let Elinor inside. But, with her having cancer and all, she couldn't exactly say no. 'What if she gets upset and Barnard blames me for her getting sicker? There'd be no way he'd agree to the divorce then.'
With an air of entitlement, Elinor walked in as if she owned the place, setting the breakfast on the table before taking a seat. "So, Kath, how'd things go with Mr. Luke last night? I heard he's a real generous guy."
Katherine was speechless. She paused mid-step as she opened the fridge. For a second, her hand froze, but she quickly grabbed a bottle of water, twisting off the cap and placing it in front of Elinor
