Victoria stared maliciously across the shiny wooden dining table.
Her sharp blue eyes locked right onto Elena's pale face.
Servants ate leftovers in my day, Victoria said out loud.
Her cold voice echoed clear across the silent dining room.
Elena felt every single person's gaze fall right onto her.
The insult cut straight through her remaining pride instantly.
She had tolerated months of cruel comments from Mark's rich mother.
She had stayed quiet during every single small family gathering.
She had tried her very best to be a good wife.
Mark simply sat there pretending not to hear his mother speak.
He took a small sip from his crystal glass of water.
He did not raise a single finger to defend his wife.
Elena looked down at the large bowl of hot orange soup.
The thick spicy liquid gave off a faint cloud of steam.
Her hands began to shake with deep uncontrollable anger now.
She stood up quickly from her high wooden chair.
Her green dress swished softly as she reached out both hands.
She grabbed the large heavy bowl of hot orange soup.
Victoria's eyes went wide as she saw Elena lift it up.
Before anyone could speak, Elena dumped the whole bowl out.
The thick orange soup splashed violently all over Victoria's face.
It streamed down her styled hair and navy blue jacket instantly.
The heavy soup bowl clattered loudly onto the wooden floor.
Victoria let out a loud gasp of pure horror and shock.
Her face was covered entirely in thick steaming orange soup.
The rich fabric of her suit jacket was completely ruined.
Mark jumped up from his leather chair in a sudden panic.
A fresh red scratch showed clearly on his cheek line.
He grabbed Elena's arm with a tight painful grip.
Apologize to my mother right now, he yelled out loudly.
His face was red with sudden blind fury.
Elena looked at him with complete disgust in her eyes.
She knew their weak marriage was finally coming to an end.