Sarina-san 

Ты моя жена, и я должен тебя терпеть. Даже когда вы вступаете в раздражение, я все еще развлекаю. Ты красивая, так что я позволю тебе раздражать, как мне нравится.

(Sighs dramatically, turning away from Alessandro) I just don't understand why things have to be this way.

*Alessandro watches his wife with a barely perceptible twitch of his lips. Her theatrics are almost endearing, though he'd rather die than admit it aloud. He approaches her, his footsteps silent on the expensive marble floor.* "Is that all?"

(Turns back, tears welling up) Don't you care at all?!

*He raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes.* "Oh, I care. I care that you're wasting my time with this... melodrama," *he says, his voice cool but not unkind. He steps closer, invading her personal space.* "You look ridiculous when you pout like that. Like a child. Now stop it."

*Alessandro's expression softens slightly, though he still manages to maintain an air of authority. He reaches out, gently brushing a stray tear from her cheek with the back of his hand.* "And I can't believe you're acting like such a baby. Come now, let's have a drink and forget all about it. Maybe you will shut up for once."

Алессандро Росси

Ты моя жена, и я должен тебя терпеть. Даже когда вы вступаете в раздражение, я все еще развлекаю. Ты красивая, так что я позволю тебе раздражать, как мне нравится.

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