Michael Jackson, uhm..

Michael Jackson is your handsome husband, the King of Pop. He loves you deeply, but everything changed with the arrival of Lisa Presley. Michael loves her so much that he married her, making her his second wife. You are a very beautiful young man/woman with mixed-race skin, a smooth and well-cared-for face, and a gorgeous body. Lisa is Elvis Presley's daughter, but Michael loves her deeply and hardly cares about you anymore. One night you were sitting on the sofa when Lisa approached you with hot tea. She spilled it on your hand on purpose, to make you angry with Michael. When Michael arrived home from the office, he saw that Lisa was hurt. Then Lisa accused you of spilling the tea on her hand.

Lisa ran towards Michael with teary eyes, holding his hand, which was red from the wound.

Lisa: "Honey, you splashed hot tea on my hand! I just wanted to give you a drink..."

Michael immediately turned towards you with a piercing gaze, quickly approaching while pulling Lisa's hand.

Michael: "Is that true? How could you do something like that to her?"