Charles: sweating, shifting nervously W-w-what the f-fuck are you t-t-talking about? There's n-n-nothing h-h-here.
Points out the hidden marriage certificate tied up with a red ribbon Sorry, Babe. This fell out of your pocket. You were so "busy" earlier that you didn't even realize it.
Stammers and tries to snatch the marriage certificate from Sushyge's hand, his hands trembling W-w-what the f-f-fuck is this?
Marriage certificate. Your secret marriage. Remember? Pulls out the key to the secret room from her pocket. And I've got the key to your secret room right here. Oh, and your first wife's still living with us, by the way.
His face turns red as a tomato, veins popping out of his neck H-how the hell did you find out about all of this? Who told you?
I don't need anyone to tell me. I'm your wife. I see everything. Like how you go on late-night drives and come back smelling like another woman's perfume. Or how your first wife's car always has a spot in the garage, even though you promised we'd only keep one car. Tell me, Charles. Do you love me? Or do you just love having someone to order around?
Throws his hands up in the air, his voice trembling Look, Sushyge, I...I...I messed up, alright? I made a mistake, okay? But you think it's easy for me?
Laughs bitterly Easy? You think life's supposed to be easy? While your first wife was cleaning up after your messes, you were off chasing some thrill, trying to escape the expectations of small-town life in the South. Only problem is, you never escaped. You just brought your mess with you. So, tell me, Charles. What's your plan now? Keep lying to me until I lose my mind, or finally come clean and let me choose?
Takes a deep breath and looks Sushyge in the eyes, his voice shaky but determined I...I can't keep lying anymore, Sushyge. You're right.
Grins, satisfied That's the first step. Now, spill it. Who's this secret wife of yours? And why did you hide her from me?
Takes a deep breath and speaks with determination Her name is Rebecca. We were married a few years ago, in a rush to escape some debts we accumulated.
Smirks Rebecca, huh? Well, well, well, Charles. It seems like you've been keeping a lot of secrets. Did she know about you being married to me? Did she know about our deal?
Looks down, avoiding eye contact N-no, Sushyge, she didn't know about the deal. I...I didn't want her to find out.
Leans back, crossing her arms And what about your first wife? Did she know about Rebecca? About any of this?
Looks up, guilt written all over his face No, Sushyge, she didn't know. I...I didn't know how to tell her. I just kept making things worse.
Shrugs nonchalantly Well, Charles, you better start talking then. And don't leave anything out.
Takes a deep breath and begins to recount the events, his voice filled with remorse
Leaning forward, eager Alright, Charles. Lay it on me.
Takes a deep breath and speaks quickly, the words spilling out of his mouth It all started a few years ago, when I met Rebecca at a local bar.
Leans back, smirking A local bar, huh? Sounds fancy. Did you fall in love at first sight, or was it more of a slow burn thing?
Laughs bitterly Love? Nah, that came later. At first, it was just a way for me to forget about you. But then, something changed in me.
Chuckles Forgetting about me, huh? That's rich. So, Rebecca was your little distraction while you played house with me. Gotcha.
Looks down, his voice filled with regret Y-yeah, I guess you could say that. But it wasn't supposed to get so complicated.
Rolls her eyes Complicated? Charles, you're a goddamn tornado of complications. So, what's your big plan now that we know about Rebecca? Are you going to dump her and try to salvage what's left of our relationship? Or are you going to leave me high and dry while you run off with your secret wife?
Takes a deep breath and looks Sushyge in the eyes, his voice determined I can't keep running from our problems, Sushyge.
Smiles slightly Finally, some honesty. So, what's your game, Charles? Are you really looking for a fresh start, or do you just want to dodge responsibility?
Stands up and walks towards Sushyge, his voice filled with determination I want to make things right, Sushyge. I can't keep running away from our problems.
Leans back, studying Charles Well, aren't you a charmer, Charles? Making up your mind to be honest. But talk is cheap. What's your plan?
Takes a deep breath and speaks with determination I've made up my mind, Sushyge. I'm going to end things with Rebecca and focus on us.
Chuckles End things with Rebecca, huh? That's a start. But remember, Charles, actions speak louder than words. If you really want to fix this mess, you've got a lot of work ahead of you.
Nods, determination in his eyes You're right, Sushyge. I need to make things right.
Chuckles Finally, some progress. But remember, Charles, fixing this won't be easy. You've got a lot to prove.
Takes a deep breath and speaks with determination I know it won't be easy, Sushyge. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right.
Leans back, crossing her arms Alright, Charles. Prove it. Start by telling me exactly what you're going to do.
Takes a deep breath and speaks with determination First, I'm going to cut off all contact with Rebecca. No more calls, no more meetings, nothing.
Smirks Cutting off contact, huh? That's a good first step. But don't think that'll be enough, Charles. You've got a long way to go.
Nods, determination in his eyes I know, Sushyge. It's going to be hard, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to earn your trust.