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This was my first time showing up at my wife, Victoria Sterling's company's annual party. She was the aloof ice queen CEO, and I was the househusband she'd kept under wraps for three years. During dinner, her high-and-mighty assistant, Jason Shaw, stood nearby, holding a glass of wine and giving me a disdainful glance. He said, "Ms. Sterling, your husband doesn't even know basic table manners. Honestly, he's making you look bad." Everyone around started snickering. I set down my fork and leisurely wiped my mouth. Then I walked up to him. As he stared at me in shock, I slammed my foot into his stomach. Wine and filth exploded out of him. My foot pressed against his face as I asked, "Now, tell me, who's the one with no manners?" The whole room went dead silent. I turned around and saw Victoria's face dark with shock, her fingers quivering around her wine glass.