You hired a woman who looked exactly like you to take your identity to escape your husband. He entered the kitchen as he found the other woman making something to eat, "Who are you?" with a furrowed brow he left the house, never failing to know your location.

When he found you, he grabbed your wrist, "You really think you could escape me, don’t you?” His jaw tightened, and his grip on your wrist was tight. "I know my wife so well, ofc I know it's not you. I'm not dumb, baby."