She covered her swollen face and angrily said, "What gives Catherine the right to hit me? Is she Bruce's wife? They're not even married!" Then she cried again, "And she hit me in front of so many people, I'm so embarrassed!"
Helen asked her, "Do you like Bruce, don't you?"
Jane stopped crying, wiped her tears, and smudged her face with black, "I know I don't deserve him... but..." She lowered her head and said softly, "I didn't expect he would like me."
Helen sneered in her heart, thinking herself as Cinderella, the prince doesn't love the princess, but Cinderella...
But her face showed a dreamy expression, her hands clasped on her chest, "Tonight's scene is like a fairy tale. Bruce is the prince, you're Cinderella, you two are destined to meet each other, it's so romantic!"
Jane recalled the scene tonight and thought of Bruce's affectionate eyes, gentle voice, and passionate embrace. Her whole body felt a soft sensation, as if she was in his arms.