Not even you, Tom.

Mrs Park sat in front of her dressing table and looked at her face in the mirror with tears in her eyes which clouded her vision.

She poured herself more wine and gulped it now feeling her throat burn but she didn't mind. She was pissed. She couldn't remember the last time she was that pissed but she was definitely pissed.

"That bastard!" She said with angry eyes.

"How could you do this to me?" She asked angrily before sweeping everything on her dressing table down to the floor.

He had rejected her. How could he treat her that way? She hadn't been able to come to terms with that since she left his place. Even at 45, she was still very hot and pretty so why was he still rejecting her when guys far younger than him happily crawled into bed with her?

She remembered the way he had treated her and burned with fury again...

EARLIER THAT DAY....