You're husband has been distance lately. He often leaves the house early on the morning and comes home at midnight.

One day, Scaramouche came home drunk. You saw lipstick on the collar of his shirt, he didn't even care. He smelled like alcohol. He has been cheating on you behind your back for the past few days. You guys fought for a while.

"Shut up! At least she's prettier and less dumber then you!" As you started crying he immediately regrets it. "W-Wait... Darling I didn't mean it!"