Moments later, the door swings open. The face staring back at Deanna is painfully familiar. It is none other than her deeply trusted husband, Charles.
Even with all her mental preparation, Deanna freezes in her tracks.
"Charles, why are you here?" she asks, her voice trembling. Seeing him here only cements her worst fears.
"Honey? What are you doing here?" Charles asks, blinking in surprise.
"What am I doing here? I should be asking you that!" Deanna came with the intention of just taking a look, promising herself she wouldn't act like a hysterical housewife. But actually seeing him standing right in front of her ignites a furious inferno in her chest. She wants to lunge forward and claw his face. A chaotic mix of anger, shock, and utter heartbreak swirls within her.
"What has gotten into you? Why are you suddenly showing up here and making a scene?" Charles grabs her wrist, his tone carrying a hint of irritation.
"Someone tipped me off that you were hiding a mistress here, and here you are!" Deanna snaps, trying to yank her hand free. "Spill it! Where is she? How long have you been keeping another woman behind my back?"
Facing her rapid-fire accusations, Charles puts on a thoroughly hurt expression. "What mistress? Someone is clearly messing with your head to drive us apart."
"Don't lie to me! Then why are you here?"
"I bought this property. Is it a crime to check on my own real estate?" Charles argues, sounding incredibly justified.

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