Dylan hugged Vanessa to the side door, which was near the banquet hall.
-Go straight ahead and you will find the servants. Well, you should know better than me.
Vanessa nodded in relief and thanked Dylan. Despite her strange feelings, she felt that Dylan wasn't so bad.
-Thank you. But I'd rather you thanked me in another way.
-In what way?
-Making love to me," Dylan chuckled mischievously and turned away as Vanessa blushed with anger.
"You asshole, you bastard! I shouldn't think he'd have a good side!"
It took Vanessa a while to calm down, then she tidied her clothes again and limped to the crossroads of the banquet hall, where the servants saw her.
-Mrs. Vanessa, have you hurt your foot? -asked a concerned servant.
-Yes, I sprained my ankle in the garden. Will you help me up the stairs, please? -Vanessa smiled sheepishly, and he hurried to hold her.
Unfortunately, they were met on the stairs by Orlando, who had just taken a shower.
-The banquet isn't over yet, and you're being lazy? -asked Orlando in disgust.
-I've done everything I had to do.
Vanessa was surprised at how calm she was. She stared at Orlando's face, but no longer remembered why she had loved him for so long. Now, she was only disgusted by his face, because it reminded her of his and Melina's shameless moans.
-You can go now.
-Yes, Mrs Vanessa.
The maid bowed respectfully and as she was about to leave, Vanessa said again:
-Please tell grandfather that I have sprained my ankle and can no longer attend the banquet.
-Yes," she nodded and the maid left.
Orlando pouted, but his gaze fell unconsciously on the bruise on Vanessa's ankle.
It was painful to Orlando, but instantly, that feeling of sorrow turned to irritable fury and he mockingly said:
-You haven't done anything for the Moya family yet and you're already hurt, it's as if we've mistreated you.
Vanessa let out a cold chuckle and rebutted haughtily:
Don't you think it's a mistreatment that I'm so busy with the banquet, and you're like a first-born grandson chatting with your mistress in the garden?
-Are you spying on me?
-Don't be so cheeky! -scoffed Vanessa, sweeping Orlando up and down with her gaze.
-Wow, didn't you notice how loud your moans were? And I'm really surprised at your taste in choosing your lover. But then again, you're a perfect match.
"The whore and the whore, a couple of madness".
-What do you mean by this?
-Nothing," Vanessa leaned calmly on the railing. Can you give way for me? I want to go and rest.
Orlando didn't move, so Vanessa rolled her eyes and walked straight past him. However, he tugged on her wrist and she almost fell over from the sudden jerk.
-Watch out! -Orlando panicked and rushed to embrace Vanessa.
Smelling the sweet scent of her body, Orlando became a little dazed, because his wife's fragrance was completely different from Melina's thick perfume, hers was refreshing, clean and inviting.
Orlando was so attracted that he had forgotten the anger of being betrayed, and he wanted to kiss her so badly.