Chloe
I handed the driver the fare, but he simply shook his head.
"Don't worry about it, ma'am. You need it more than me," he said with a sympathetic smile before driving off.
I stood there, blinking. Wait… what? What did he mean by that? Did he think I was broke?
Well… okay, that was technically true, but I could still pay for my own damn ride. So why would he— I paused.
Was this because I said I was picking something out for my husband’s mistress?
I groaned, rubbing my temples. That was just a joke! I only said it because he was being nosy and making assumptions. But no, he just had to turn it into a pity party.
As if I was some helpless, pitiful woman who couldn’t even afford a taxi ride.
Unbelievable.
Shaking my head, I shoved the money back into my purse and turned to face th
