MAURICE'S POV
I froze at the sight of Glenda in Albert's arms. She even had her arms snaked around his neck. The sight was sickening causing rage to drown my core.
I wanted to yank Albert's arms away from Glenda and rip him apart in bits. I stood fixated, staring, hoping and wishing that Albert would drop dead at the intensity of my glares.
I felt a hand touch my arm. I turned to my side and Lucy was standing beside me.
“What drama is she putting up this time?” She asked in a whisper.
“It's swelling quickly. Where is Jane and the ice pack?” Grace sounded worried as she stared at Glenda's leg propped on the sofa with a throw pillow.
It was after Grace's announcement that it struck me what was more important. I was so consumed in my rage and hatred for Albert that I ignored Glenda's in
