"Florian, you prick! You told me that you have official duties today and you won't be home tonight. Is this your so-called official duty? How could you do this to me? B*stard! Do you even feel sorry for doing this to me?"

Thud!

Florian panicked as he could feel his wife's burning anger. He hurriedly knelt on the ground and slapped himself repeatedly. "My dear wife, I'm wrong. I am worse than an animal. I am obsessed with sex. I'm sorry. I'm sorry—"

He tried to explain himself. "Actually, I