THIRD POV Jane bolted out of the office filled with so much rage than she knew she could handle. She wanted to break things around her, hit somebody or scream at the top of her lungs. But she refused to act like a crazy person in public. So she got into the elevator, ignoring the young lady behind a desk, bowing her head down at her. Still, she couldn't scream because people were in the elevator as well. A little too crowded than she would like. Without any choice, she glued herself to the back of the elevator and allowed herself a moment to breathe properly, just so she would calm down. It kept failing her, total calmness kept slipping from her grip like something that was slippery. Finally out of the crowded space, she dashed for the underground parking lot, got into her car and drove out without wasting a single second. "That bitch just had to come in when we were finally having a good time," she mumbled angrily to herself. "Just because she's his wife, does that mean no other
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