Emilia remained on the floor for several minutes after her mother-in-law left the room. So, this was how it was going to be. They were going to sweep this whole mess under the carpet and simply dismiss her feelings.
“To hell with this!” She said to herself and got up. “I’ve had enough of this disrespect.”
She hurriedly got dressed, dragged her Louis Vuitton suitcases out of the closet and began to pack. She loved Kane but she loved herself more and she would no longer continue to be on the receiving end of his blatant disregard for her feelings or reputation.
When she got to the garage downstairs with her suitcases, one of the chauffeurs showed up to help her.
“Don’t worry,” she said crisply. “I need the keys to the Range Rover.”
“Which one?”
“The black one.”
“Which one of them?”
