“I guess I should get going…” I took a step back and tried not to wince each time thechopsound rang through the room.
“You sure?” Lily sneered, but Melanie shot her a dirty look. “What?! You should see how uncomfortable he is as you chop up that phallus-shaped veggie.”
“It’s a fruit. And he’s a cheating ass.” Melanie grumbled. Lily rolled her eyes and sighed.
I had heard the two of them argue over what constituted as a vegetable and what was a fruit more than once before.
“I just need to grab my things from the office.” I mumbled.
“Leave the laptop.” Melanie snapped, finally looking at me.
“I- I need it…” I stammered.
“Nope. It’s Friday, you don’t need it.” Her eyes dared me to argue, and I swallowed. Frank had explicitly told me to remove anything from the house that might have evidence of my affairs on it, and I was pretty sure that the laptop had some pretty incriminating videos stored on it.
Fucking idiot.
“I really do need to catch up on some work, Mel…” I argued weakly.
“Ireallydo not care.” She retorted and resumed destroying the cucumber.
I stood there for a few seconds and tried to think of how I could get the computer out. She had her own laptop; it didn’t make any sense for her to need mine…
She knows you’re lying.
FUCK.
It had to be that she wanted to snoop. It was probably better to just take the damn computer and deal with that anger than to leave it and let her look through it.
Or you could change the password while you grab some client files…
I decided that was probably the fastest and safest route and mumbled an agreement before I hurried into the office. It only took me two minutes to change the computer password and set up an authorization code that would go to my phone. Thenext four minutes were spent hurriedly gathering my banking details that I had disguised as client documents from the room.
Lily wandered into the room approximately five minutes after I did, and I glared at her.
“I don’t need a babysitter in my fucking house.” I snapped.
“Testy… I’m not here to babysit you… I’m here to warn you that I’ll castrate you if you hurt my friend again.” She pasted a sickly sweet smile on her face.
No wonder she’s single. She must be why Melanie acted out today.
“My marriage is none of your business!” I growled and stormed out of the room back to the kitchen.
“Still here?” Melanie groaned and threw her hands up. “What now!”
“I will give you a few days but then I’m coming home. We need to talk.” I declared. I knew my tone was too forceful, but I was too frustrated to hide my emotions. Nothing was going according to plan, and now I needed to go threaten Angela and get her the fuck out of the area.
“Fuck. You.” Melanie snarled. Her beautiful face was twisted into a mask of rage.
I didn’t say another word but turned on my heel and stormed past an amused Lily.
Fuck her.
She wouldn’t always be around to give my wife a backbone.
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When I arrived at Angela’s, Frank was still sitting on her couch with a bored expression on his face while she sat across from him with an openly hostile one on hers.
