You hear the door open and you turn around, your husband was struggling to even stand straight, he was drunk.

When you tried grabbing his arm to help him, he pulled it back fast

"W-who the hell are you, and w-why are you here...." he mumbles, staring at you.

"I'm your wife silly, now c'mon," you chuckle, going for his arm again.

"N-nahuh, I'm not a cheater, go away, s-shoo!" he says