Little known Marcy about the assistant director of Duxa Limited, except that he lived alone, had no family and that he was destined to lead the international unit of Brexals, where it would be the boss of her husband and Sonia. He was thin, dark skinned and he had a long, black, hair slicked, always combed backwards. To Marcy seemed the kind of people who are always hiding something. Marcy came to think that he liked the guys; by the way in which he looked at the official handsome of the company, but who had predilection was for Manele. He was a recalcitrant single, one of Greda gold singles. She ended up imagining all sorts of nonsense about the reasons why the international unit had been created. She was almost as jealous for the assistant director as for Sonia, the divine blonde platinum, a true agony for any woman, housewife, who begins to see his position in jeopardy. Manele not saved comments on one and the other women, paying the fears of Marcy. It was candidate for development, capable of reaching the top with the support of the assistant director, a man of influence, who was his godfather, according to Manele. And Marcy had to hear everything without blinking, and saving all inside, as in a pressure cooker. All for the good of the family, as Manele said.
Her jealousy and the desire for possession were going to get her crazy. There were days by days spent hours, distracted, while domestic tasks, torturing her with those thoughts. Her husband was going to leave her, and she will become an embittered housewife, whose only consolation would be to go to mourn the penalties to their friends, to then get into bed in solitude. Be one unsuccessful woman.