Wendy anticipated that Larissa would be angry.

Alas, she didn't expect her to be so furious.

Startled by Larissa's reaction, Wendy spilled half of the coffee in her cup.

As the cafe was heated, Wendy was only wearing a thin shirt.

The scalding coffee that splashed on her left an unsightly mark on the beige fabric.

Wendy took a sharp breath. She set the cup down as tears welled up in her eyes. She dabbed vigorously at the stain with a napkin.

Fortunately, there weren't many people in the cafe. The customers were sitting far apart, so no one paid them any attention.

Only some of the waiters who walked back and forth glanced at them with puzzled looks.

Although she was still angry, Larissa couldn't help feeling sorry for Wendy when she burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?" Larissa demanded, but her tone had softened.

Tears continued rolling down Wendy's cheeks but she didn't say a word.

Feeling drained, Larissa leaned back into the sofa. "You wanted to talk to me, r