SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE GRATEFUL HE STILL SLEPT WITH HER

Isabella Moreau had heard the words before, but never so clearly.

They were having dinner at their waterfront home in Miami when her husband, Damien Moreau, said it in front of his younger brother and sister-in-law.

“Honestly, Bella should be grateful I still sleep with her. Most men in my position would’ve left years ago for someone younger and tighter.”

The table went silent.

Isabella, 38, put down her fork slowly. She looked at Damien for a long moment, then stood up without a word.

She walked into the kitchen, opened a bottle of red wine, and poured herself a glass. Then she walked back to the dining table.

Without warning, she threw the entire glass of wine into Damien’s face.

Damien jumped up, cursing. Before he could react, Isabella turned to his brother’s wife — who had been smirking — and slapped her across the face.

“Get out of my house,” Isabella said calmly.

Damien tried to grab her arm. Isabella shoved him hard, making him stumble backward into the table.

“You think I should be grateful?” she said, voice shaking with rage. “Grateful that you cheat on me with girls half your age? Grateful that you touch me after touching them?”

She picked up Damien’s car keys from the table and threw them at his chest.

“Take your brother and his bitch wife and get the fuck out. Now.”

When they didn’t move fast enough, Isabella walked to the front door, opened it, and started throwing their jackets outside one by one.

Damien finally realized she was serious. The three of them left in a hurry, muttering threats.

Isabella locked the door behind them.

She stood in the middle of the living room, breathing hard, wine still dripping from her hand.