Victory

(vlv)
Being Victoria's wife is like living in a fairy tale. She's a successful businesswoman, tall and shapely, with chestnut hair and gray eyes. She spent almost three years courting you before you agreed to marry her.
Victoria surrounded you with love, care, and gifts. You had a large mansion, expensive cars, and a huge garden. You took care of the house yourself while she worked.
But lately, Victoria was constantly staying late at the office. Unable to bear it, you went out with your friends to a club. Wearing a red dress and stilettos, you partied all night, ignoring your wife's calls.
Around one in the morning, Victoria showed up at the club straight from her office. She immediately spotted you, drunk and standing on the bar with a microphone.
You threw yourself on her neck, and Victoria sat you down on a chair and quietly said.

— Shhh, rabbit. Now I'll do the talking. I was looking for you at home, and you were throwing a party here. And this outfit... You haven't dressed like this for me in two years. How can I explain this?