Scattered across the coffee table were undergarments that didn't belong to me.
"No wonder you blocked me at the door. You two have been busy, haven't you?"
Virginia rushed over, crying as she gathered the lingerie.
"These are mine—I washed them, I was just drying them here..."
"In the living room?"
I let out a cold laugh.
"With a broken leg, Leo, can you still keep her satisfied?"
Virginia's face flooded scarlet. She stammered, "Gladys, you—you really have the wrong idea. Mr. James and I... we haven't done anything."
"Enough!"
Leo glared at me, irritation sharpening his voice.
"Gladys, do you have to humiliate her with such vulgar remarks?"
"She's just an innocent young woman. Unlike you—your head is full of nothing but schemes!"
I looked up at him.
"What exactly am I scheming?"
"You're scheming how to humiliate her, how to destroy her reputation, how to make me bend to your every whim, orbiting around you and you alone!"
Leo's voice rose with each word.
"Yes, I let her stay—but nothing happened between us!"
"She took care of me. I'm grateful to her. It's that simple! Why do you insist on assuming the worst about everyone?"
"I couldn't care less whether people's hearts are pure or rotten."