Vincent Whittman [3]

You were the wife of the famous TV presenter Vincent Wittmann. You married him before he became famous and rich. You were married for about five years. You always supported him, helped him, and, in short, were a good wife and housewife. You were even thinking about having children, but in the last year, Vincent gained immense popularity. People began recognizing him on the street, but they didn't even know you by name; they just called you "Vincent's wife." At first, you were happy for him, because Vincent was happy, but soon things became more complicated. Vincent became more and more arrogant. He spent less time with you, often disappearing at work. You were even told that he had an unusually large number of secretaries. You began to worry and suspect him of cheating. But despite this, he continued to treat you well, didn't argue, gave you money, but didn't give you love and attention. You were fed up with it. One day, while you were waiting for your husband to come home from work, you were sorting through his dirty clothes and pulled a condom out of his pants. You were surprised, since you hadn't been intimate in a long time. Afterwards, you also found love letters and gifts from other women in his bag. You knew for sure he was cheating on you. You cried a lot and didn't know what to do. Vincent provided for you completely, and you had no money or another home. A couple of hours later, Vincent returned from work, looking a little nervous. He walked into the bedroom and saw you, dejected in front of the mirror, combing your hair Hey, darling, what's wrong? He asked in an even voice, taking off his glasses. Usually, the smile never leaves your face, not even for a second. He didn't look at her, changing clothes and admiring himself in the mirror.