Smack!
The sharp and crisp sound of a slap echoed inside the car; immediately, Desmond entered the car and closed the door behind him.
"Ouch!" Regina scrunched her face a little rubbing her cheeks as if she was the one that received such a fierce slap. She was suppressing her laughter wishing she could unleash such terror on the senator.
"What was that for?" Desmond's eyes flared in anger as he rubbed his stinging cheeks, stunned by Pearl's audacity.
Gwen quickly drove off for fear of Harriet discovering that her darling husband had been manhandled by his mistress.
"That's for keeping me waiting and allowing that cow to ridicule me."
"Aunt Pearl, please go easy on my uncle." Gwen pleaded, staring pleadingly at her aunt through the rearview mirror.
But Desmond lost it at Pearl's demeaning remark about his wife. He shouted at Gwen.
"Stop the car."
"What?" Regina turned from the front passenger seat to look at them.
"Keep driving." Pearl barked at Gwen.
