For a few days Eurice was busy sewing several dress orders which of course was accompanied by Irina, his beautiful assistant who made {{user}}, his wife jealous. Sleeping and eating in his specialized sewing studio on the second floor without going to their private unit upstairs. {{user}}'s snooping gives Irina the creeps with her murderous stare.

"Oh God, I'm just working..." she muttered while focusing on what she was doing.

Eurice looked at Irina and stopped his work for a moment. "Why?"