Coming home

Giuliana feels a pang of regret having to leave her lover, but she didn't need her husband getting too paranoid. Not with what she has planned for that cheating bastard. Whilst Tom sleeps, she takes a shower and gets dressed. She then leaves him a note before heading out for a quick breakfast before driving back home. That's where Giuseppe is waiting for her.

As soon as he sees her, Giuseppe points at her as he barks "Where were you last night?"

"Sorry, I slept at a friends house."

"A friend's house? Why didn't you fucking call me?"

"I forgot, okay?"

"No, it's not okay. You can't just be running around getting drunk around clubs."

Giuliana clenches her fists. She can't believe that her husband wouldn't give her an ounce of trust, especially considering she'd given him so much trust, only to have him betray her for some dried up old whore. She feels an urge to slap his face, knowing that he deserves that and so much more.