"Why are you right here in front of my house, Helena?" Rina said coldly, her voice trembling with the anger brewing inside her.
She couldn't accept that Victor had brought his mistress to their very own home.
"Oh, it's you, Rina!!" Helena retorted, her tone filled with feigned surprise.
"Of course, I'm here at your house, which, coincidentally, also happens to be my 'boyfriend's house.' I missed him so much during the few days we didn't see each other, so I took the initiative to visit him here." Her words dripped with confidence as she clung tightly to Victor's arm, her expression carrying a hint of mischief, emphasizing her perceived ownership of him.
Rina noticed Victor discreetly pulling away from Helena's grasp and massaging his temples, clearly stressed by the situation.
