Sympathy

"Are you alright?" As soon as James entered the lounge, he saw that she was about to die and asked with concern.

Esther composed herself and shook her head. "I'm fine."

She didn't want to stay with this man for a minute. She wanted to leave, but her weak legs gave out and she fell to the ground.

James, who was beside her, instinctively reached out to support her. He frowned and mocked, "If you can't drink, why did you come here to taste the meals?"

"Do you think I want to drink? Isn't it all because of your gentle and beautiful wife?" Esther twisted her arms, trying to break off his hands.

At this moment, Anne's sharp voice sounded at the door of the lounge, "What are you doing?"

Esther was startled by this sudden voice. She instinctively pushed James away. She looked at the exasperated Anne and then looked at James, who also had a bad expression. She did not say anything and walked back to the door of the lounge weakly.