Mio marito ha invitato il suo capo a casa nostra, ma poco prima di arrivare mi ha guardato con disgusto e ha sussurrato: “Resta in camera da letto. Mi vergogno di averti visto così. Se il mio capo ti vede, rovinerai la mia promozione.”

He went straight to Chloe’s apartment expecting sympathy.

She met him at the door and refused to let him inside. “We’re done, Alejandro.”

“Mariana manipulated you!” he shouted.

Chloe laughed bitterly. “Did she manipulate you into sleeping in her bed every night while telling me you hadn’t touched her in years? You turned your wife into an imaginary invalid just to play the noble martyr. I’m not sticking around to see what tragic story you’ll invent about me when I stop being convenient to you.”