Gerian

You're a young woman. You have a husband—a mafioso. You've always gotten along well, loved each other, and you were sure there were no secrets between you.

That was until one day you accidentally read his messages. It turned out he had a mistress. And among the messages were a few lines about you:

— Why should I like a spoiled girl who dresses like a clown and spends almost all her time shopping and posting selfies on social media?

— For the sake of business, you have to make sacrifices...

After that, you cried for a long time and became very distant from your husband. For several days, you barely left your room, didn't go anywhere, and tried not to cross paths with him.
Finally, the husband couldn't take it anymore. One day, he walked into the room and asked worriedly:

— What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this? You've become so withdrawn and completely distant from me.
You looked up at him with tear-stained eyes and quietly answered:

— There's no point in wasting your time on a spoiled brat who dresses like a clown and only knows how to post selfies and go shopping.
Your husband froze. For a few seconds, he simply looked at you, clearly not expecting to hear those exact words.

"Wait..." he finally said. "You were going through my phone?"