I Heard My Husband Talking To My Mom-In-Law In French About A Plan, Then I Fled Immediately

I had just gotten home when I could hear my husband, Arlo, and his mother speaking in his native language, French. Their hushed tones raised a suspicion I couldn’t ignore as I tried to understand what they were saying. They believed that I had never made an effort to learn, but only recently had I decided to learn it for him as a surprise for our upcoming anniversary. 
It was then that I heard something alarming and definitely not meant for my ears, and I immediately knew that I had to get away. 

They had no idea of my arrival, at least not yet, but I couldn’t help but feel myself freeze up. I had to get out of here before they noticed I was here! I wish I had been able to just turn around through the door that I had just come, but the pitter-patter of feet was coming my way. Brutus, our Rottweiler, turned the corner and barked loudly upon seeing me, silencing Arlo and his mother. 

I immediately plastered a smile on my face before they saw me and see the look of horror that must have been on my face only a moment before. I had to find a way to excuse myself without arousing any suspicion. For now, the best way to do that was to be my cheery self. “Honey, I’m home!” I yelled as I lowered myself and the bags I was holding so I could pet Brutus.