The next second, the surprise turned into fury, "This was something I bought long ago for us to use. I just put it aside because I was preparing for pregnancy. I don't understand why you're being so paranoid!"
"If you had cleaned the house properly, why would I need to stay at a hotel?" Olivia's face turned red, her features twisted and her angry scolding was laced with obvious guilt.
I didn't even have time to say anything before she threw the condom at me. The sharp edge cut open my forehead.
I staggered and only managed to steady myself by grabbing the corner of the dining table, "I'm not being paranoid. I just found this in your pocket and you ..."
She shouted, "Enough! Stop making excuses. You're already in your thirties and you still act like an eighteen-year-old boy, getting jealous like a teenager? Should I only hire women at the company and put up a 'No Men Allowed' sign at the door?"
"I've really had enough of you!" Olivia kicked over the suitcase and slammed the door behind her. She was gone just like that.