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The waiter hesitated.

Of course, it wasn’t his right to stop soone from eating in there, especially because custors with money were their highest priority.

But he wondered if this dirty hobo would also dirty the seat and table. It would be hell for him to clean up after his shit, figuratively and literally.

"Ma’am, he is too..."

"What? Are you calling dirty again? YOU BASTARD!" Matt snapped again, and both the waiter and Kate held their breaths subconsciously to stop themselves from fainting due to his bad breath.

Kate glared at Matt, who only made the situation worsen. She then smiled at the waiter, took out five hundred dollars from her pocket, and put it in his pocket.

"I know it’ll be hard for you to accommodate him, but please take this as my upfront tip. Take this as a paynt for the hard work since I know it’ll be difficult to clean his ss later."

The waiter finally wavered once he got the five hundred bucks. He stared at the lady who was just as tall as him. She seed like a proper lady on her holiday, so he nodded, "Thank you, Ma’am. You can scan the nu from the barcode at the table with your phone. We will process your order after that."

Kate smiled, "Thank you so much. Pardon the disturbance just now."

The man finally allowed Matt to enter the cafe.

Matt followed Kate, who led the way to their table. He felt uncomfortable because everyone was staring at him like he was so kind of dirty pest they couldn’t wait to get rid of.

It was so humiliating that he wanted to bash Kate’s head. After all, she was the one who forced him to co in here just for the money.

Kate could feel his stare on her back, but she didn’t care because Matt couldn’t do anything in here anyway. The reason why she took this deadbeat bastard into this place was to humiliate him, so he would be angry.

The more uncontrollable his emotion could be, the better it was for her when she presented the video to the court later.

Kate sat first and forced Matt to sit on the only empty seat facing her. His back was facing Michael and Mai, which was a perfect opportunity for them to record the whole thing and focus on Kate’s ’pitiful’ face.

Kate gave Mai a quick glance, signaling her to start recording now.

Mai aid her phone at her boss and started video recording.

After making sure that everything had been set up perfectly, Kate began her act;

"Why didn’t you bathe or brush your teeth before coming here? I have to give that waiter five hundred bucks just so you can co in..." Kate complained, but there was no sign of condescension on her face. She grieved more about the money given to the waiter instead.

Matt clicked his tongue, "This is your fault! Why did you invite to this kind of cafe? You can just transfer the money!" he snapped without caring whether the others were listening to him. "Besides, I haven’t showered or brushed my teeth correctly because of you."

"?!" Kate gasped. She perfectly portrayed that innocent wife image. "W—What did I do wrong?"

"Because you haven’t given money at all for the past two months! Goddamn it, do you not realize how fucked that is? Do you want to die and rot in that apartnt?"

Kate replied in her heart. But she gave a different answer to him instead, "M—Matt, it’s not my responsibility to keep giving you money. You’re not disabled or sickly. You’re healthy and able. You’re still in your mid-thirty."

"Tsk, and so what?" Matt snarked. "You have a good-paying job enough to support us and our big family. Why do I need to work when you can do that for instead?"

"But you haven’t worked since we married five years ago!" Kate pushed her tears out to make herself look distressed enough. This wasn’t a hard task because she needed to channel all the desperation and depression she felt when she lived with Matt for the past five years. "Why don’t you find a regular job instead? At least I can help you find a regular job, uhm... in the fast food industry."

"Don’t you dare to mock , you bitch. I don’t want to work a poor people job. You know that I am still an actor, and I refuse to go to work unless it’s about acting," Matt insisted.

"So you want to keep supporting you for the rest of your life?!" Kate asked as she got desperate. "Matt, it’s been five years. You did NOTHING to contribute to the household. You don’t work and never take care of the house while I’m busy working and taking so much overti just to feed us!"

Matt shrugged, "So what? You’re that strong, independent woman, right? That ans you have to feed and give money every month. I thought you won like having money," Matt sneered. He felt this power surge when he saw the desperation on Kate’s face.

"Yes, I can tolerate being the family’s sole breadwinner, but..." Kate paused and bit her lower lip as she tried her best not to cry. "But I don’t want to do it anymore, not after you cheated on with my sister!"

Matt rolled his eyes, "This thing again. Why are you being such a selfish bitch, Kate? I didn’t cheat on your sister. I often slept with her to get us a baby since you’re a useless barren woman. It’s called an open relationship!"

"And I never agree to such a thing!" Kate insisted. "You’re still cheating on !"

"Do I need your agreent on that?" Matt sighed. "Okay, whatever. I don’t care if you called it cheating. But I am still justified to sleep with other won because I am a man with needs. You’re barren, too busy working overti, and you look like a half-baked hag every ti you return ho! Do you think I will get turned on by an ugly thing like you?!"

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