Jeff made his way to his house and realized that the place was quieter than usual. Too quiet for his liking. As if the world had gone mute all of a sudden. That was eerier with him knowing that Amy and Stephanie were in the house or at least one of them was in. Either way, it wasn't supposed to be quiet.
He knew more than anybody that even when Amy dozed, she would leave the speakers barring out loud music all over and he knew Stephanie wouldn't fall asleep before creating a ruckus and trying to coax him to side with her.
Coincidentally the butler passed around him and he seized the opportunity to ask about Amy. "Where's my wife?" he asked.
The girl hadn't even driven him to and from work since Stephanie arrived and no matter how much drama he wanted to create; Stephanie's presence hindered that. The last thing he was looking for was being admitted to a mental hospital because of that woman.
