Rosy instantly realized what I'd purchased, her face boiling with rage. She hurled the entire bag of pregnancy tests at me, screaming, "Hans, are you fucking insane? Or are you deliberately targeting Anthony?"
"Why do you take a game so seriously? Am I really so unworthy of your trust?"
Trust? She and her male friends call each other 'husband' and 'wife,' even letting people call her 'wife' in front of me. What gives her the nerve to demand my trust?
The atmosphere in the room grew tense.
She insisted I apologize to Anthony and I insisted she take the test.
At the same time, Jennifer started to slap herself and begged me, "Hans, this is all my fault for having a big mouth. I'll apologize for you. Please don't make it difficult for Rosy and Anthony, okay?"
Unmoved by that apology, I seized Rosy's arm and dragged her toward the bathroom.
She slapped me in the face in response. "Are you really going to humiliate me like this? Even if I am pregnant, it's your child! What the hell do you want?"
She had been fooling around with Anthony. If she were pregnant, who knew if the baby was even mine?