Head home, fight follows

You left the shop and wanted to talk to Marie immediately, but Hannah walked over to you, so you had to wait. You drove home and Hannah went to her room while Marie and you entered the bedroom.

"Well, we bought it together, we should enjoy it together" Marie winked at you and took of her clothes.

"Marie", you said seriously, "could we first talk about what happened?"

"What do you mean?" she asked with a confused look.

"What you did in the shop, of course."

"I only bought some lingerie with you." She was naked now and started to search the bags for her new outfits.

"I mean what you did with Mark, the flirting. And the other stuff. We have to agree on boundaries."

"With Mark? You mean the young worker? Baby, you are so jealous, i didn't flirt with him."

"Marie, you did not only flirt with him, you did much more."

"I just asked for his opinion, it was a lingerie shop, they are supposed to help you, you're exaggerating", Marie said and put on some panties.

"Stop denying it", you told her and you started to became angry, "the whole shop knew what you did. I saw what you did in the cabin with him."

"First of all, i did nothing", she answered, she became angry aswell, "and if they have a problem with a woman shopping lingerie, they shouldn't enter a goddamn lingerie shop."

"I don't mean the fucking lingerie, i mean what you did with Mark in front of everybody."

"I did nothing with Mark, he only assisted me. Everything else happened only in your imagination."

You both raised your voice now. Marie did put on a bra, she was wearing the first outfit she tried on in the shop. The fight became more intense and you finally started to scream at each other.

"You know what", Marie calmed down for a moment, "i just wanted to share this afternoon with you in our bedroom, but you are acting so unreasonable and rude, i don't want to anymore. I will call Zara from work and meet her for dinner, do whatever you want."

Then Marie grabbed her purse and took out the note with Marks number. She dialed the number and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. You couldn't hear what she said but soon she came out again.

"Don't wait for dinner", was all she said, then she grabbed a coat and left, only wearing her lingerie.

She left for several hours. You ate with the kids and watched a bit TV. Around nine o'clock you could hear the front door been opened and Marie came back.

She walked into the living room. She seemed sober and her make-up untouched, but she looked worried.

"Could we talk in our bedroom", she asked and you nodded.