REGINA arrived in the kitchen in a daze. She was sweating profusely as she stared at her palm that had struck Irene's smooth face. She couldn't comprehend what had come over her and why she had slapped her. Anger clouded her vision, darkening her gaze. She knew she was not at fault for sleeping in the guest room while Irene slept elsewhere. She didn't want to be hurt when she hadn't done anything wrong. Her parents had never physically hurt her, and now she allowed herself to be slapped by her boss's ex-girlfriend.
She couldn't accept that. But all she could think about now was Fabian's reaction. She had hurt someone he once deeply loved. Perhaps he would be angry with her.
"Regina, are you okay? Why do you look so pale?" Bettina asked when she entered.
"Yeah, Regina. What happened to y
