"Helen, in the future you have to be good. Ariana is my wife, and the hostess of this house. I don't want to see this kind of thing happen again."

After saying this, Theodore turned off the bedside lamp, turned around, and left.

Once he was gone, Helen opened her eyes, and it was obvious she was furious. She pounded on the bed.

"I can't believe that Theodore has fallen in love with that bitch.

No, I won't allow this!"