“And has Mashka managed to steal your love from me?” the woman asked with mockery.
“Don’t laugh at her,” the man said conciliatingly. “Maria is a worthy woman, but honestly, I don’t love her. I married her because being alone is just awful: уборка, прання, готування — б-р-р! Still, you need a housekeeper in the house. And you know, in five years I haven’t regretted anything.”
“And the housekeeper, not you?” the woman winked slyly, but irritation lingered in her eyes. It was painful to listen to Roman’s respectful words about his wife.
“No,” the man answered decisively. “Do you know how much a housekeeper costs? A wife is much cheaper. So there was no other option then—especially since you were ignoring me at that time.”
“Alright, I forgive you for this marriage, but you still hurry up with the divorce. You and Lizka can’t wait.”