Caitlyn's pov.
The nerve of that man called Zayn! The nerve of him to leave me here with these snotty rich people while he goes to get cozy with some girl!?
I had gone in search of him since he was taking so long to come back to the table, I didn't feel comfortable with those people, especially with the way their eyes roamed all over my body. I received the shock of my life when I saw him in the warm embrace of some blonde bimbo!
How could he leave his wife to go and see his mistress!? And that too in public!?
“Gosh..” I took a deep breath, turning on the tap and splashing some of the water on my face. I didn't have much make up on so it wouldn't make a difference. I had gone into the bathroom to cool off after witnessing the incident.
“Why am I so angry anyway?” I scolded myself,
