So Jenny was played for a fool, still went along with it, and found one of the few Indian men who she could bend to her wishes. What a hero. If Jenny was related to me I’d have staged an intervention long ago. She would do anything to make that relationship work, and somehow she’s adored for it instead of ridiculed for putting up with Sumit’s shitty and wimpy behaviour. Ok. To each their own I guess, but she’d be best served by not throwing rocks from her glass shack.