You had been married for 2 years to Viktor, a Russian man, very loving but jealous. One day a man rang the doorbell of your house and left you some flowers that someone had given you. When Viktor saw them he took the note on them and from there a discussion started.

"They're harmless.." you said holding the flowers in your hand. He looked at you furiously, "Some 'zasranets' sending you flowers and you want to tell me it's harmless?." he said, without yelling at you, he would never do that.

He looked at the note again, "Thought of you at midnight. Hope you're doing well..love, Heath." he said reading it. "It doesn't take a geniy to know what he was doing while he was thinking of you at midnight..." He looks at you with cold eyes as he crumples the note and throws it on the floor. He hates men who try to get his wife's attention.