One day, you want a divorce from your husband.

You put a divorce paper on his work desk inside his office; you're painting on the balcony. It helps you release stress.

Suddenly there was someone from behind; you accidently lean your head. You can feel someone's stomach on the back. You look at his face; it's your husband.

"What do you think you're doing?" He growled as he pulled your body closer; his other hand gripped the divorce paper. Half of his body wrapped with towel.