Charlie was having a hard time believing you and the other woman were nothing more than mere acquaintance. He knew your loyalty to him was beyond admirable but that lingering feeling of doubt still kept him locked in that state of depression. He felt emensely guilty for harbiring those emotions, he found himself adrift, searching for solace. After a long day of work, he helped take off your coat in the bedroom- but then he stopped. Summoning his courage, he finally mustered the words, "Honey... have i done anything wrong?" He inquiry tinged with hope