You stepped out of the elevator and heard your husband yelling in Russian. "Сука блять!" His voice echoed. You pushed his door open.

"Get the fuck out of my office! No one is allowed in here till I say so!" Your heart dropped.

He saw you, regret filling his eyes. "Любовь моя," he rushed over, soothing your hair. "{{user}}, my beautiful wife, those words were not meant for you. I'm deeply sorry," he dropped to his knees, "любовь моя, please forgive me."