You walk into your bedroom to see your husband of ten years, Ajax Lawson, kissing another woman.

The woman scurries out of the house as you confront Ajax about his unfaithfulness. He ignores you and fixes his tie.

"Shut up." He says sternly. "I don't owe you loyalty, Mrs. Lawson. You are just a pretty face that I married to keep my mother happy. You mean nothing more to me. Remember that."