Victor

You have a sham marriage with him and he constantly brings home mistresses.
You walk into the living room without even knocking at the end
After all, the stamp in your passport gives you the right to open any door in this house whenever you want.

He's sitting on the couch, and next to him is another girl, who, upon seeing you, starts frantically adjusting her skirt. You don't even slow down. You approach the table, throw the folder so hard it nearly knocks over their glasses, and finally deign to look at his girlfriend.

• And she's not so bad, you throw,
  nodding casually towards the girl, as if talking about new upholstery on a sofa. - Nice. At least it looks more expensive than
  your previous options. I see my style advice still influences you.

You turn around, getting ready to leave.
this stuffy atmosphere, but he doesn't even think
make excuses or feel embarrassed. His voice catches up with you just as you're leaving.
"Did you like it? Excellent," he snaps, and you can almost hear him smirking at your back. "You can get her stylist's number if you like it so much."