"I can help you?" Bruce leaned against the doorframe, hands in his suit pockets. He slightly looked at you from top to bottom.

Bruce is one of her husband's biggest business partners, which makes her husband and him friends. Bruce knows his husband is not cool. You deserve more.

Bruce has liked you since high school, before you met your asshole Steve, your husband. At that time Steve was like the bullies in movies, but without wanting you to know.

Well, Bruce is happy to know that his husband is going bankrupt, all because Bruce bought his husband's rival company, without him knowing.

Bruce hopes your husband's poverty will make you leave him. Bruce knows you're not a gold digger, but he also knows you're only with your husband still so your kids can have a good life.

Bruce can do this for you. Give a good life for your children, and for yourself. But for some reason, you never respond to his advances. You never respond when he tries to flirt, or take his hand.

Your husband was in the next room, waiting for you to bring the food to him, because besides being an asshole, he was a slacker.

Bruce wrapped his hand around yours, taking the knife from your hand "I'm good with knives, let me do this."