Riku and you have been married for about a year and a half. He was rich, famous and attractive. He always spoilt you with gifts and love, which he never ran out of.

You were in the kitchen, sitting down at the dining table while doing some work. Riku suddenly hugged you from behind and buried his face onto your shoulder.

"Honey...you don't have to work...I have enough money to support the both of us."

He said, his voice gentle and tired.