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Not knowing why his wife is upset, Imanol went to rest. He has not thought again about the possibility that the son they want to pass off as his own, he is sure that he has nothing to do with this matter because he never slept with her.

-My love, I don't want you to cook, we're going out for lunch in a while. -He shouted from the room.

-What did you say? -she asked, opening the door. She has listened very well, but she feels she can't take her anger anymore and prefers to let it out.

-We're going to lunch. -She repeated.

-Will your lover be there too? If so, I don't have to ruin your couple's lunch.

-Jandé, what are you talking about?

-Are you going to deny that you have a child with your lover? -she cried.

-Love, I don't know how you found out about that, but I want you to know it's not true.

-I heard you talking to her and at night you didn't come home, what else do you want me to think?

-Don't you trust me?

-I already trusted you and you failed me.

-That I've done nothing wrong for