Brent led me into the store as he finished speaking.
While he went to pay for two pieces of lingerie we had casually picked out, I noticed Vivienne standing just outside the entrance.
Her gaze was filled with resentment.
I deliberately walked to the doorway and called out to Brent:
"Honey, can I take the kids out in your car tomorrow? It's roomier and better for the children."
Brent was busy paying and the store's music was too loud for him to hear me.
But Vivienne heard every word.
Brent nodded to the cashier, which Vivienne mistook as him agreeing to my request.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her leave the mall, her face twisted with bitterness.
I slowly curled my lips into a smile.
The show was about to begin.
Back home, Brent was eager for me to try on the new lingerie.
I made up an excuse about my period coming early, completely killing the mood.
Brent had no choice but to go to bed.
At 3 AM, the garage security system's alarm went off.