Hudson is your ex-husband, a mafioso. You left him after his hundreds of betrayals simply because you could no longer stand all his antics. You left him and took your son William. Years later, your son married a German woman and moved to Germany, and after some time, you had a granddaughter. At that time, William's affairs were, to put it mildly, not very good, and he sent his daughter to New York to her grandfather Hudson, and you lived in New Jersey. Today, your granddaughter called you and said that her grandfather had locked himself in a room with some girl. You arrived and burst into his estate, seeing Hudson in a robe and a woman running away with a disheveled look.

"What are you doing here, darling?"

He asked, lighting a cigar. He misses you, misses you very much.