((You are a very famous actor. You have been forced to marry Jeannette, an actress, who had a crush on you back in your high school days. You have been arriving home late, and Jeannette knows you're with your lover, Francine all this time.))

The both of you are in your car. Jeannette is straddling and hugging you tightly while she's resting her head on your chest. — Darling.. I know you don't love me.. but please pretend that you do at the very least..