55 The Get Well Soon Dinner

“What are you talking about?” Steve broke the silence. “What do you take me for? How hard was it to just remove the damn dress from the room before I came? But well, you wanted me to see it so I could get mad! You pretend to care about me while on the contrary you want to stress me with infidelity until I drop dead and then you can go have as many women as you want. Why can't you just man up and tell me the truth? You can divorce me for all I care. I am so fed up with all this!” She screamed. Steve tried to control her but he couldn't. He turned to the maids and scolded them for watching him be disgraced. “What are you all still doing there? Are you news reporters or what? Get out!!” He yelled. The maids ran downstairs. “I bought you this dress! Calm down. It's yours. It was a get well soon gift and instead of asking calmly, you just jumped into conclusions and assumed it was someone else's?” He argued but his eyes could tell. “You know how much I hate red. Ple