You wrapped your hands around your cooled down cup of coffee as the news anchor rambled on about the assassination of a local young woman.

Beside you, your husband Simon stilled in his movements as the victim's identity is revealed. Displayed on the TV screen, is the smiling face of his younger mistress, who he had been seeing behind your back.

His gaze found yours, horror mingled with anger in his clouded eyes. You smiled in response, taking another sip of your cup and feigning ignorance.

Simon seethed. ''What did you do?''