The replacement wife

"How many times do I have to tell you to mind your own business and not touch things inside my house?" he shouted angrily, accompanied by him

clumsy fall on the table I had just bought.

I immediately placed my hand on my chest as I felt its rapid beating due to the anxiety I'm feeling now.

"I just wanted to tidy up—"

"Shut up! Tidy up what? Are you saying you want to erase every memory of my wife in this house?" he yelled at me in anger.

I quickly hid my trembling hands behind my back and took a deep breath before looking him directly in the eyes.

"No... why would I do that—"