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David went back to the house very angry.

The sun was gone, it was dark everywhere.

He stopped the car in front of their fake apartment and got in.

The door was not locked, he walked in to see Stefanie cooking in the kitchen, that infuriated him even more.

She turned around to see him, she dropped the spoon and smiled at her.

"You are back? I didn't expect you to be back so early, how did it go?" She asked.

"Who asked you to cook?" He barked at her, making her wince.

"What?" She was confused.

David went on to turn off the cooker, not minding to even glancing at whatever was in the pot.

"David! You are going to ruin my soup!" She shrieked as she tried to turn it back on, but he stopped her with a heavy hand.

"I asked who told you to cook?!" He yelled at her.

She stood there breathing heavily, her lower lips were quivering as she edged towards tears.

"I was just trying to be a nice wife." She defended herself calmly.

"Well, don't!"

He took the soup and dumped it in the sink,

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