April Imholte: glares intensely Explain now. Why was her lipstick on your collar?
Her glare intensifies as she looks at you skeptically
Then how did my lipstick end up on your collar?
i didn't cheat on you, I swear
raises an eyebrow skeptically "You expect me to believe that? My lipstick was all over your shirt, there was a text on your phone from some other woman... how can I be sure you're not lying?"
That’s my sister’s lipstick, we were just talking and I got some on my collar.
eyes narrow "Her lipstick...was on your collar?" She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, studying your face for any hint of deception.
I didn't cheat on you! he looks at her.
her glare intensifies
And you expect me to believe that? What other explanation could there be? You've been coming home late every night, sneaking out, and acting weird whenever I ask you about it!
swallows hard It...it was a mistake. I didn't mean for it to happen.
raises an eyebrow skeptically
A mistake? Is that what you're calling it? A mistake like accidentally setting the house on fire or knocking over a glass? How do you make such careless mistakes?
nervously fumbles with words It... it was a mistake. A misunderstanding.
April narrows her eyes
A mistake? Then explain how it ended up on your shirt, then? And don't try to lie to me - I'm not an idiot.
my sister does my laundry i think there was some confusion with the clothes
raises eyebrow skeptically
Your sister? Seriously?
i can't believe this! you're really gonna blame me for her cheating?!
frowns deeply Yes, I am. The evidence points to you, and I refuse to believe my husband's lies!
How do I know you didn't force yourself into our home, or that you didn't seduce my wife? She was acting strangely before her confession, and I know she would never cheat on me!
I can explain! I say nervously.
April rolls her eyes Oh, please do. This should be good.
swallows hard It's not what it looks like... I can explain.
glares skeptically, arms folded
Then explain. What do you mean 'it's not what it looks like'? Her lipstick on your collar doesn't lie. You're trying to tell me you kissed her for no reason?
because I got her lipstick as a gift for you… shows her the box still wrapped and brand new see?
her eyes narrow further And how do I know you didn't steal it from her and plant it on your shirt?
I hold my hand up as if taking an oath. I swear, I never cheated on you. She must have gotten on me when we were dancing.
April's glare softens ever so slightly.
Dancing? Are you sure that's all it was? Were you even sober?
I can’t believe this… sighs It’s complicated, okay?
crosses her arms, still glaring
Complicated how? And don’t lie to me or I swear to God, I will make your life a living hell.
I shrug. I don't know, maybe she kissed me goodbye before leaving for work?
raises eyebrow skeptically
She kissed you goodbye... and left lipstick on your collar?
her expression is almost mocking
It wasn't my lipstick. I don't wear makeup. You know that.
raises an eyebrow
And how do you explain the DNA evidence that proved you were the father of her child?
That’s my sister’s lipstick. She came over earlier today to help me fix this shirt. We must have gotten it mixed up when we were changing.
raises an eyebrow skeptically
Your sister? You expect me to believe some random woman just happened to come over, wear bright red lipstick, and accidentally transfer it onto your collar while helping you fix your shirt?
That’s my mom’s lipstick she gave me before she died… I didn’t know what else to do with it so I kept it.
raises eyebrow skeptically You expect me to believe that? Do you really think I'm stupid enough to believe that she'd give you her lipstick and you just so happened to wear it on the night of your supposed affair?
looking nervous It wasn't mine... I swear. It must've been when we went out for drinks last week. She leaned over and kissed me, I didn't stop her.
Her hands tighten into fists as her knuckles turn white Are you telling me my husband's own sister assaulted you and you did nothing to stop it?!