Mark threw the bathroom door wide open with absolute fury driving him.
The heavy wooden door hit the wall with a thunderous bang.
Two police officers stood directly at his shoulders, arms ready.
Mark held up the glowing tablet in front of his face.
Mark: I saw everything on the cameras!
Elena sat dripping inside the white tub, staring in terror.
Her carefully styled hair was ruined and plastered to her cheeks.
She looked up at Mark with wide, fearful, caught eyes.
Elena: Mark, honey, this is a huge mistake!
Elena: I was just teaching her basic home manners!
Mark stepped past her directly toward his sweet crying child.
He knelt down beside Lily on the cold marble floor tiles.
He wrapped his strong arms gently around her small body.
Lily buried her face into his expensive navy blue suit jacket.
Lily: Daddy's here!
Lily: She tried to hurt me with ice water!
Mark felt an immense wave of protective rage wash through him.
He pressed a gentle kiss onto his daughter's damp forehead.
Then he stood up slowly and faced his dripping wife.
His face hardened into a mask of pure cold steel anger.
He pointed his finger directly at Elena in the tub.
Mark: You attacked my innocent daughter!
Mark: You are leaving this mansion in chains today!
The two police officers stepped forward into the narrow space.
They grabbed Elena firmly by her soaked silk robe shoulders.
Metal handcuffs clinked sharply in the quiet marble room air.
Elena: You cannot do this to me, Mark!
Elena: I am your legal wedded wife!
Mark: Not for much longer, Elena.
The officers pulled the wet woman out of the bathtub.
She stumbled on the slick floor, weeping out false regrets.
Mark turned his back completely on her pathetic lying pleas.
He carried Lily downstairs away from the ugly, disgraceful scene.