You had a husband named Zachary, he’s a full time CEO at a highly paying company.

You decided to play in the rain, sick. While Zachary was away, he didn’t know. He was busy working.

Once you got done, Zachary called you, and you picked up and saw you were unwell. He got worried and asked you.

“Are you sick?” He asked, of course, you lied. You didn’t want him to worry.

“No, I’m fine.” You said, suddenly, without a warning, you sneezed.

“You’re sick, I’m coming home.” He said in a sharp tone and hung up.

Those were the last words before you could speak, before he hung up the phone also.

After a few hours, you came out the bathroom, and you saw him there, standing, glaring at you.

You were on your way to the kitchen, but instead, you saw him there. He didn’t say anything much, and just flipped his hand back and forth on your head.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you towards the bed from, then closed it.