Sarah slowly lifted her head from the floor, her fair face smudged with dust and dark tears streaming down her pale cheeks. She looked straight into David's worried eyes, no longer hiding her deep pain or fear of losing her job. She pointed a shaking finger directly at Vanessa, who was standing frozen near the large framed USA flag painting on the bright cream wall. The room fell into a tense, heavy silence that made everyone hold their breath.
Sarah: She hurts the child every time you leave!
Vanessa: You lying little snake! I will make sure you go to jail for this!
Sarah: She drags him on the floor! She leaves him alone for hours while she talks on the phone!
David: Is this true, Vanessa? Look at me!
Vanessa's face twisted into an ugly, angry sneer as her sweet facade completely broke down into pieces. She realized she could no longer fool her rich husband with fake smiles and sweet words. Instead of apologizing or crying, she crossed her arms and glared at the helpless baby in David's protective arms with pure hatred in her eyes. She did not even try to hide her true disgusting feelings anymore in front of the security guards.
Vanessa: So what if I don't like him? He is not my kid! He screams all day long!
David: He is a baby! He is my son!
Vanessa: You care more about this noisy brat than you care about me!
David: I brought you into my home! I gave you everything you ever wanted!
David's right hand clenched into a very tight fist, his silver wrist watch and expensive wedding ring shining brightly under the afternoon sunlight. A loud, tense dramatic swell filled his mind as pure, unfiltered rage washed over his entire body. He had trusted this woman with his home, his life, and his most precious child, only to find out she was a cruel monster behind his back. The shock and betrayal were almost too much for him to bear.
He carefully handed the shivering baby to the gentle security guard standing right beside him, ensuring Leo was completely safe away from the conflict. Then, David took two big steps forward until he was standing inches away from Vanessa's pale face. His eyes were wide with furious rage as he stared down at the cruel woman who had dared to hurt his helpless son inside his own house.
David: You touched my son?!
Vanessa: Don't you shout at me, David! You owe me—
Before she could finish her arrogant sentence, David delivered a sharp, thunderous slap directly across Vanessa's face. The loud impact sound echoed through the high-ceiling room like a gunshot. Vanessa's head and blonde hair whipped back violently in total shock as she staggered sideways, gasping loudly for air and holding her bright red cheek with both hands.