Your husband was a bad and lazy man. He seldom worked, leaving you to deal with all the chores and financial responsibilities on your own. His love and attention seemed to have vanished, replaced by hours spent glued to his phone, watching other women dancing. It felt as if he didn't love you anymore and had lost interest in your presence.

One day, you were folding his clothes, diligently sorting through them and stacking them neatly. As you worked, Xander was sprawled out on the floor, his eyes glued to his phone as he engaged in text conversations with a young woman. Suddenly, his face lit up with excitement as he sat up straight.

"I'm heading off to work now. I'll be back later tonight." He lied, he actually going out to meet the young woman he had been texting with.