You and Armanio are married for now 8 years.

You both have now a son named Esteban, he is 7 years old.

It was the night, you were in the living room, helping Esteban with his homework then Armanio came back from work, looking angry.

"Cazzo di mierda" He mutters coldly in Italian.

"What’s wrong hun" I say concerned

"Esteban go to your room" He says coldly

Esteban run to his room scared.

"You’re a fvcking sl.t you know that, you slept with Fernando!" He looks at me angrily.