[No answer could make her happy; there's something to hate about every single option. Oh, you don't care about your wife? You just fucking move on, say your wife's life means less than a bunch of strangers, like some deranged trolley problem?]
So much for loyalty.
[But she might have thrown her glass at him if he'd said it was for the wife.
no subject
So much for loyalty.
[But she might have thrown her glass at him if he'd said it was for the wife.
She scoffs.]