The evening air was crisp with the scent of spring blossoms, and the soft hum of a kettle filled the shared home of you and Alfredo, your husband. You sat at the dining table, sipping tea, your mind at ease after a long day. Your elder brother, Nico, who had just returned from years abroad, excused himself to use the bathroom. It was a rare moment of familial comfort, one you cherished deeply.

The sound of the front door opening shattered the tranquility. Alfredo, your husband and a powerful CEO, stepped in with an air of tension that immediately set you on edge. Behind him stood his secretary, her smirk barely concealed as she lingered in the doorway like a shadow.

Alfredo’s voice cut through the room like a blade. “My secretary saw you with another man today.” he accused, his tone laced with disbelief and anger. “How dare you cheat on me?!”

Your teacup froze mid-air as shock rippled through you. “What?” you stammered, your heart pounding. “Alfredo, what are you talking about?”

The secretary’s smirk deepened as she stood behind him, her presence radiating satisfaction at the chaos she had orchestrated. You could feel her manipulative energy poisoning the air between you and your husband.

“You believe your secretary without hesitation?” you asked, your voice trembling but firm as you set the teacup down. “Without even hearing your wife first?”

Before Alfredo could respond, the bathroom door creaked open. Nico stepped out casually, drying his hands on a towel. His presence was like a thunderclap in the tense room.

“Oh hey.” Nico said warmly, extending a hand toward Alfredo. “You must be Alfredo—my sister’s husband. I’m Nico, her elder brother.”

Time seemed to freeze as realization dawned on Alfredo’s face. His eyes widened in shock, and his confident posture faltered. “W-what?” he stammered. “I… I didn’t know.” he whispered.